Also on this sunny Sunday another column by John Vanderaart, something with a food processor… You can also read last weekend’s column if you missed it.
Already a few years ago our food processor ‘deceased’. Better yet, “Kill!” Completely killed by an ex-daughter-in-law (now mother of not-my-grandchild; something I regularly address my son, who is almost overshooting). That ex-daughter-in-law turned so much cookie dough that the food processor had to capitulate. This week my wife’s hat went to the pastry shop and there she was in the kitchen, with the kneading accessories in her hands but without a food processor. If I wanted to get a new food processor: “And not some rickety thing like that old one. Cheap dog you are!” Admittedly, that old case was a just-not-bottom model from the manufacturer. This time I also provided a just-well-top model. But simply via Amazon, in the ramsj and already delivered tomorrow. A bare model with nothing, because the old accessories would fit. However? Unfortunately, this valuer had miscalculated. The old just-not-bottom accessories were only half-and-half compatible with the new just-not-top food processor. Specifically: “One had to hold those accessories with two hands, while the other added the ingredients.” My wife was quick and harsh with her verdict: “Just about as ramshackle as the old thing. Cheap dog you are!” I promised appropriate accessories for her birthday. Fortunately, that birthday is only in 11 months…
One kitchen machine is not the other. Not to mention the accessories…