I bought my husband a bread machine for his birthday.
I know.
A few months ago, some items mysteriously showed up on my Amazon Wish List, items that I clearly did not put on the list. There are some things that I would just never add to my Amazon Wish List, no matter how many glasses of wine I'd consumed. One of these items being a bread machine (see also: waffle head potato masher, barrel rolling pin, Calphalon nylon pancake turner). Turns out that Will had "accidentally" added the items to my list, because he had neglected to log out of my account and into his own account. But then he just left them there, sitting on my List, making is seem like I'm the type of girl who would wish for a bread machine. Way to ruin a girl's reputation, Will.
But, so, knowing that he wanted a bread machine, I took myself to the store and stared at four bread machines for thirty minutes, attempting to discern the difference between the models. Fruit and nut dispenser? Convection fan? Timer functions? What the what?
I chose the one that best matched our kitchen and called it a day.
aesthetics are so very important
Posted by: Leah | September 24, 2010 at 07:51 AM
Aw. I think your husband and my husband would be BFF. My husband uses our bread machine weekly to make homemade pizza dough. He also insisted on getting a food processor which I still can't use without asking him to remind me of how to use it without shooting said-processed food all over the kitchen.
Posted by: Danielle | September 25, 2010 at 06:36 PM