Rest in Peace

I have been in mourning this week for two kitchen items that have crossed over to the other side. How am I to live without my griddle and food chopper? The griddle died during pancakes the other morning. It tried desperately to revive after only one batch was finished, but it slowly deteriorated after that moment. Within ten minutes, the little red light flickered one last time and slowly dimmed to nothing.

In an act of pure emotion over the death of the griddle, the top of the chopper flung itself from the top of the counter. It was found a few moments later, cracked in half. (Actually, I dropped the top when I was taking it out of the dishwasher).

Despite all the trauma, I've manager to whip together some Trader Joe's pumpkin waffles and crispy hash browns.


Oops...not enough batter.

I'll deal.