eternalgratitude
My New Baby
Who needs to have children to experience unconditional love? I just got that taking this photo.
My parents have this awesome, old Kitchenaid mixer in mustard yellow (edit: my Mom points out it is actually "harvest gold!"), this relic that I remember fondly, making cookie dough in that thing all the time growing up. It was heavy, it was grumpy, it was loud, but damn it, that thing was unstoppable. I don't remember ever putting anything into that thing that caused that motor to skip a single beat. So I splurged for the top-end Kitchenaid, the Pro 600, because it was only $40 more than the Pro 5, and if you go below the Pro 5, apparently not all the gearing is made of metal, which seems insane. I want that kind of old-school American machinery quality, the kind my parents' mixer has. Because this isn't just a piece of equipment for mixing food, to me. It's also a big slice of nostalgia, and an heirloom in the making.
My New Baby
Who needs to have children to experience unconditional love? I just got that taking this photo.
My parents have this awesome, old Kitchenaid mixer in mustard yellow (edit: my Mom points out it is actually "harvest gold!"), this relic that I remember fondly, making cookie dough in that thing all the time growing up. It was heavy, it was grumpy, it was loud, but damn it, that thing was unstoppable. I don't remember ever putting anything into that thing that caused that motor to skip a single beat. So I splurged for the top-end Kitchenaid, the Pro 600, because it was only $40 more than the Pro 5, and if you go below the Pro 5, apparently not all the gearing is made of metal, which seems insane. I want that kind of old-school American machinery quality, the kind my parents' mixer has. Because this isn't just a piece of equipment for mixing food, to me. It's also a big slice of nostalgia, and an heirloom in the making.