Today I became the proud owner of a mandoline--the kitchen gadget, not the bluegrass instrument. A coworker offered me hers, since she never uses it, and so I arrived at work this morning to find this on my chair:
I...don't really know what's going on in this picture. Is that woman flashing a gang sign at me? But she looks so nice! And she assures me that dried cut radishes also OK, and that sharpness of the cutter makes my cooking chore enjoyable. So I guess I trust her? I don't know. (Also, it's been a big week for me and kitchen gadgets. I bought a blender/food-processor last weekend, and OH, THE SOUP I HAVE MADE. And hummus. Did you know you can substitute peanut butter for tahini in hummus? And it's not peanuty at all. What a relief.)
In other news, I'm sick. Ugh.