Last week we finally broke down and bought a Cuisinart food processor, and boy, are they everything they're cracked up to be if you're someone who likes to cook. So far, I've made hummus, basil pesto, guacamole, salsa, and my very own mayonnaise - all very non-complicated and the results have been uniformly kick-ass. "So," Wee said, "Looks like dinner's going to be... assorted sauces?" I have yet to explore the wonders of the dough blade or the cheese and veggie shredders - but the night is still young.
I always thought that the expense wasn't justifiable, but Costco had a great deal on the one we bought. We do a lot of cooking, and I've wished for one several times in the recent past, so it was time to invest. Judging from the results, the bigger risk is that I'll be making too many tasty snacks for anyone's good. Another good reason to be glad I'm working again is that I can pawn off leftovers to my workmates, who all seem to be quite enthusiastic eaters.
So, Yuppie Creep once again insinuating itself into the Rhodes household? Fucking-A right it is. Asceticism is for monks.