Thursday, April 30, 2009

I swear I shouldn't be allowed out



I went to BigBox housewares store today.  I dutifully packed my coupons, and did laps, selecting the pillow I wanted for Chez Goddess.  It was downfilled and lovely.

While I was there,  I remembered to look for a garlic press.  I was so NOT thrilled with the selection.  I was button-holed by a micro-plane fanatic, who swore up and down that it was great for garlic.  What the hell, I could see the applications.  I bought one.

I was just putting it at the sink to be washed, and I whipped off the sleeve and touched the blade.  It reminded me of something.  What could it be?

Oh, yeah.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

oh you cougar you!

that made me totally laugh out loud!

smariek said...

Haha. Too funny.

I'm too lazy to use my garlic press, it just means one more thing to wash.

Chrisknits said...

So, are you using them both on your feet then?

Trish - My Merino Mantra said...

I have a garlic press, too. It's called the Back of My butcher Knife.

Suzann said...

I buy chopped up organic garlic at the store. Keep it in the fridge and no more garlic press. Thats how lazy I am.
Ginger too.