There's a new appliance in my kitchen and I feel like I should just warn you now that once I start using it I am pretty sure it's all I'll want to talk about. It'll be just like the time Karen couldn't stop talking about the Lewis and Clark documentary and the time I couldn't stop talking about Helvetica. Or like the time we couldn't stop talking about how we're still not stick of that Eddie Vedder CD, the Brandi Carlile CD, a certain peanut butter and chocolate combo, or how much we love that guy Trader Joe. Oh wait, that time is still now.
The George Foreman 360 was a birthday gift I received early and was on my fantasy Hanukkah list and I meant to add it to my birthday gift list the other day but I keep forgetting stuff as soon as I think of it because I have the worst case of perimenopause/pms/idontknowwhat EVER. I've been wanting this new grill since I saw the infomercial and saw that it cooks pizza. OH MY BUDDHA! I love the foreman grills. I especially love the ones where the plates pop out and go in the dishwasher. I have a small kitchen so whenever I get a new grill, I give my old one to Karen. I feel bad for her because I suspect I won't get sick of this one very fast. Pizza! A round Foreman grill with removable plates. It's a dream come true- I hope. I wonder if I can roast marshmallows on it?
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