While I always will invest in and appreciate a good cooking/baking/entertaining basic (butcher block cutting board, the perfect chef's knife, a passed-down cast iron pan), I'm a sucker for a kooky kitchen gadget. They are like toys that involve getting to eat and drink! Playtime!
I was editing out a kitchen drawer and came across many finds, some of which took a while to recall a purpose. It was almost a game.
Let's call it Guess! That! Gadget!
(I'll include answers at the bottom of this post at a later date)
Recognize any of them? Or do they just resemble medieval torture devices?
What is a kitchen tool that you can't live without? Or are you more of a hands-are-the-only-tool-you-need kind of cook?
Speaking of useless gadgets, HERE is one artist's attempt to create the most frustrating products imaginable. I laughed/cringed just seeing the pictures. It makes me very thankful for the fork.
As if Times Square wasn't annoying enough! Some of our favorite figments have been making the news these days. Elmo, Spider Man, and even Strawberry Shortcake have formed a new gang in the theatre district, laying down their cartoon criminal law with tourists.
To anyone who has ventured into the Times Square area within the last decade, this is all too familiar. Somehow, unofficial costumed characters have descended upon the streets, lurking along Broadway, hoping a child will beg for a handshake or picture and then force the parents to fork over some money in exchange. The characters all wear these small, cheap backpacks, where they keep a change of regular clothes and some essentials. I can tell you for a fact that they all congregate in Bryant Park to de-robe. My eyes will never be the same again. You do NOT want to see what is beneath the fur.
The Smurfs were one of my all-time favorites growing up. A few years ago, "Brainy" stared me down as I tried to return to my temp job after lunch. He just stood there, mouth agape, unmoving, but intensely following me with his black-rimmed eyes as I tried to pass. Not cool, Brainy!
Yesterday, as I was starting my day, something unusual happened. I felt a breeze come through the window. A crisp breeze! At first, a moment of relief washed over me since I haven't noticed the air moving in NYC since Easter, but at the same time I was silently screaming. The summer is over? But didn't it just start? Then as I left my apartment, my super greeted me by chirping, "Great weather - finally cool out. Hope it stays like this!" 16 days until Labor Day. There is so much I still want to do before there are leaves crunching beneath my knee-high boots and a pumpkin-themed beverage in my mittened hand.