A bit ago, I finally made a purchase I've been thinking about for over a year. That's how I shop: I think about buying something, I read around a bit, I think some more, I share my thoughts with others, then I sometimes actually make the purchase. I even actually saved for this purchase.
So, meet Babs:
Yes, I named my blender. We haven't had a working blender in a very long time. Since we got this blender, we've been deep into the smoothies again. This evening, Pic and I had the above (juice, apple, pear, spinach, ice).
I thought I could handle pear in the smoothie, but I could still feel that weird beadiness. As soon as I use up these pears, I might skip them in my smoothies. Or, I'll try to get used to it. Who knows.
We have not come anywhere close to doing all we can with the blender. I look forward to making my way through the cookbook that came with it. (Yes, I like to read through cookbooks and mark recipes for future use. I know I'm not alone, but I still feel kind of strange admitting that.)
We've also made sorbets and ice cream. Behold some very tasty strawberry ice cream:
Mmm.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
please allow me to introduce babs
Posted by v at 23:41
Labels: glorious food, retail therapy
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2 comments:
I hate the way pears feel, too! I feel like I'm eating a cactus, but because no one else ever comments on this, I always wonder if I'm slightly neurotic about (not) eating them. :)
When I was young, and we ate fruit cocktail from a can, I always ate the pears first to get them out of the way. They're so gritty.
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