Bulbous used to call those tubular liquid transporters Strawls. I think she still does. I hate it when the ice in my smoothie makes a little ball on my strawl blocking the vacuum I am creating. If you want the … Continue reading →
Our island in the kitchen isn’t level. When I core a pineapple and the juice runs out onto the cutting board with it’s special juice catching grooves and collection area, it overflows and runs onto the counter and then … Continue reading →
We whine. We need our own special day. Wednesday is as good as any other day. This is my Wednesday Whine: I hate it when I’m squeezing fresh oranges and forget to empty the juicer and the juice leaks out … Continue reading →