After I sat down at a nearby medical centre, I glanced through a home and gardening magazine, dated unsurprisingly from fifteen years earlier. Being the culinary whiz that I am, I couldn't help but be intrigued by the article entitled 'The utensils you need to be a good cook.'
"Wow!" I thought, "So that's all it takes – just the right tools", and read on in breathless anticipation.
The list was quite daunting, totalling a mind-boggling 45 so-called essential items one needed in the kitchen. It included basics like:
- pots and pans (Well duh, even I could figure that one out);
- kitchen tongs (As opposed to toilet or bedroom tongs?);
- ladle (Don't have one of those, but I do have a large soup spoon); and
- can opener (Doesn't everyone open up cans using their teeth?)
Then there were some items which had me a little puzzled:
- egg slice (Isn't that what's known as a knife?);
- carving fork (How can a fork carve?);
- good knives (How do you tell a good knife from a bad one? Are the bad knives the disobedient ones that go out and party all night, and are dull and useless when you want to use them?)
- food processor (I thought that a food processor was my mouth and my stomach);
- kitchen scales (No way! I refuse to put a set in the bathroom, so I'm not likely to have any in the kitchen for added torture);
- balloon whisk (Why would I need to whisk balloons into my cooking?);
- colander (Don't need one because I carry a diary with me);
- steaming basket (Of what?); and
- box grater (I've eaten food that tastes like cardboard before, but I'm not going to grate it into my food.)
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