Back in February, I told myself that if I got the job I desperately wanted that I would reward myself with either a dog or a Kitchenaid standing mixer. I got that job and when my roommates vetoed the canine option, getting the mixer was the logical decision. Then, over the ensuing months, I talked myself into and then out of the purchase of the mixer I so coveted.
Finally, at the end of April, I bit the bullet and bought the thing after a long, luxurious wine-filled dinner with a boy. A day before it went on sale.
But no matter, now sitting proudly on the counter in my tiny apartment kitchen is a beautiful red Kitchenaid standing mixer and I’m delighted. I can’t wait to use that dough hook.
Next step, ice cream maker attachment!