Cooking with basically nothing . . . u huh

This week I have been wanting to experiment a lot of recipes but I quickly realized I brought out very little of the necessary equipment to truly consider myself cooking. "Add water and stir" doesn't really make you want to shout "WOW I can't believe it turned out right!" I would rather say "No, I didn't bring those treats-that was Jerry who brought those shriveling muffins."

But I have discovered two items I brought that has saved me from total shame. First my heaven sent Cobalt Blue Kitchen Aid. I feel like any true culinary artist would up their respect for me if they saw me dressed in my homemade apron and dashing a pinch of marjoram into my Cobalt Blue Kitchen Aid. (I will continual be adding, and uppercasing the words Cobalt Blue because they are as important details as the kitchen aid itself is to me.)

Second I brought the Magic Bullet. You know the thing you see all the time on the infomercials. At first I stuck it in the cupboard of my kitchen waiting for a lonely day when I would need to make a milkshake; assuming that was it's only purpose. Obviously I haven't actually seen the infomercial or I would have been ashamed of my low expectations. I discovered this electronics priceless power when I was in need of a food processor to make my almond butter. I gave it a little test and the results were beyond my shallow expectations. So in a way I guess I am here to advertise the Magic bullet and solidify the fact that it is magic.