I have wanted a Kitchen Aid mixer since college, when I used the one that belonged to the Resident Director to make cakes for a hall birthday party. I was astounded at how quickly and easily it turned ingredients into batter. That was my first exposure to such things, and I was hooked (men should understand this, it’s really just a power tool for the kitchen). There was a little antique/junk store in the town I went to college in that had one for sale for all the years I was there. I always looked at it longingly when I went in the store, but never bought it. It wasn’t time yet.
Several months ago, out of the blue, I announced to some of my friends that I wanted a Kitchen Aid for my birthday. Before you look at me cross-eyed and think “hey greedy girl, do you know how much those things cost?” I have to state in my defense that my group of friends has a tradition of pooling resources and buying one large gift from everyone.
About a week ago, I got an email from Una, which was titled, “This is no surprise, I need guidance.” They were going to get me a mixer and wanted to know what I wanted. Having recently discovered the Kitchen Aid Outlet via Scott, I pointed them in the direction of the Professional 600.
The first chance I had, I opened the box and overturned it onto the carpet. I sat with it on the floor for several minutes, raising and lowering the lever that moves the bowl, and attaching and removing the different mixing tools. Come this weekend, the two of us are going to have a GOOD time.
Thanks to everyone who came out to Devil’s Alley last night (and to those who couldn’t make it but sent birthday wishes). I had a really terrific time, and felt most loved and celebrated.