The sign promised: The Ideal Kitchen. She went in, the salesclerk greeted her politely, asked if she needed any help. No, she smiled, “just looking.” She strolled the tiny aisles, gazed at all the helpful utensils: spatulas, electric and regular knives, mixers, trivets, spice racks, aprons with clever sayings, toasters, salt and pepper shakers, pots, pans, crocks, spoons and ladles, tongs and forks. So many shiny and colorful gadgets! But, she thought, whatever in the world for? She walked out, empty-handed, dejected. Another case of false advertising. If it were truly The Ideal Kitchen, the food would make itself.
Gordon Lawrie
18/10/2017 09:24:31 pm
Utter genius.
Fliss Zakaszewska
18/10/2017 09:59:49 pm
Amen to that DS! Amen to that!
Anthony John A. Ortiz
29/10/2017 07:06:18 pm
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