Indeed we have moved into a new home! In order to get cooking we just need to have a few things in order. The knives. My ever-blossoming, in-house handyman came up with this perfect solution. I love how they are handy, and out of reach to kidos and truly take up no usable work space whatsoever. Brilliant. We'll be using your services much more in the future, dear handy-man.
So here I am --with my first official entry into the world of blogging and I must tell you how it came down this morning. I mentioned it to my 2nd grade daughter--that I was going to be doing a blog about cooking with my sister--our own "website" as I described it to her. "It's called Cooks, Interrupted" I told her. She pondered this for a few seconds and then very innocently asked, "am I the interrupter?" The conversation then moved into a debate (which is just a nice way to say disagreement) over who was the "interubber" as my Boy argued he should get the title. Hands down, little fellow, you are the prime interubber in this home.
2 comments:
I love it! Both the knife solution (so creative!) and the discussion. I can't decide who is the best "interubber" in our house. It may be the dog, who has an uncanny ability to know, and lay down in, the place you need to go precisely when you need to go there.
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