I owned a belgian waffle iron, until my dog knocked it on the floor and broke it. I owned a Magic Bullet blender until my mom borrowed it and never gave it back (ahem). All these gadgets and gizmos are made to make my life easier. And they do....but my heart belongs to only one appliance. The KitchenAid Mixer.
In my book, this mixer is the holiest of holies. It mixes...and so much more. There's attachments for pasta, dough, sausage stuffing, weed whacking, doing the dishes, hiding bodies....the add-on options are endless.
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This mixer it'self is upwards of $200, so it's not exactly in my price range. I would seriously consider getting married simply to register for one. Hell, I even know a few people who got their mixer as a wedding gift, and the mixer outlasted the marriage. I ask myself daily how could I have possibly survived the last 28 years without one? HOW I ask you??
I am not sure when this obsession began, but it has been my goal in life to one day own one of these marvelous devices. I am currently saving my pennies and someday, one will grace my countertop.
A machine such as this, should not be covered up in the back of some cupboard. It should be displayed proudly like a badge of honor...or it should be given to someone who will appreciate it (ie: me).
I am so obsessed, my aunt managed to find a small mixer ornament last Christmas. She told me if I water it, that it might grow.
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