i don’t so much have a “fully functional” kitchen yet. i’m reminded of this at odd moments… like when i bought a can of beats to eat on a salad, but then realized i had no can opener. nothing a pocket knife can’t fix. or when i decided i’d make brownies this weekend, but had to do so without measuring cups. the result: brownie goo the entire staff made fun of.
so i’m on a mission this week/weekend to set up my kitchen. i’ve got dad’s monster van parked in the driveway till sunday, so i might as well make use of it! so far, i’ve purchased a spice rack (including 20 spices), a liquid measuring cup and a strainer. odd mix, i know.
this would be so much easier if i were getting married. bridal registries are so discriminatory.