Monday, December 22, 2008
My family will find this hilarious, I apologize to the rest of you. When I forced my Aunt, Mom and cousin into slave labor during Thanksgiving (I was operating on nine digits, after all) they were complaining like crazy about how crappy my grater was. I scoffed and began calling them names, like any mature woman would do..."wimp" comes to mind. The truth of the matter is that I don't think I've ever used the thing. I don't even remember how it wound up in the disaster that is our utensil drawer. Well, as luck would have it, I needed to use it this weekend and this is what came of it. Obviously, it was a crappy grater. However, this proves that I am still tremendously stronger than all of them. I can bend metal!
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