Anyone who knows me, knows that I love to cook...no scratch that...adore cooking. Call it a passion that has come out of a necessity. You see, my husband cannot cook. Well, he "thinks" he can cook, but really when you order take out, I don't think you can consider that "cooking".
This past weekend we were in Omaha for a family getaway and decided to do some shopping while we were there. Naturally, I got lost in the the "kitchen department" while everyone else waited patiently. I was looking for a Kitchen Aid food processor. I have been going through hand held choppers like crazy and finally wanted something a bit more sturdy.
It was at this time that a lady approached me wearing a Kitchen Aid apron asking me if I had any questions. Duh, yeah.... Have you ever looked at all the different options of food processors? Trust me, there are a lot. After a few minutes of talking with her, I asked her how she knew so much about all of these different kitchen gadgets. "Oh, I have all of them", she explained. "What?" "Well, because I have to demonstrate how all of these work, they let me keep them."
...and that's when it happened
"They... let... you... keep... them...", I said slowly savoring every word. "Are you okay?" She looked at me a little concerned. "They... let... you... keep... them..." "Of course, it's all part of my job."
...and that's when I just glazed over