|scenic vegetables in the foreground|
It became known to our household as the Miracle Machine, and joins my Kitchenaid family of the wonderful, wonderful Blender (Orange) and the wonderful, wonderful Mixer (Lavender). The latter is the one that, as I'm sure you won't recall, fell and broke the floor.
"This is upbeat stuff we're reading here," you observe, "and she's normally such a fusspot." It's true: anyone would think that I was being paid for product endorsement, but no. I write out of simple admiration for sturdy functionality. What is Paris in a sports car compared with the thrill of grating a whole bunch of carrots at once?
I almost wrote "bag of carrots " rather than "bunch of carrots" but corrected my slip in time; nothing must break the spell.
[Thank you to all the kind international readers who commented wondering whether they could see the Ideal Home feature on my house. It is dear of you to take an interest and alas I can't get my scanner to work.]