Everyone who has been in our kitchen in the past couple years has run the risk of being subjected to my simpering praise for the toaster oven. It cooks in half the time! It's beautiful! It gives massages! Well, that's all over now. It stopped working the other day in a plume of burning rubber, and we haven't been able to figure out what's wrong. Maybe it's the bears. Or something.
Luckily we have a big, beautiful backup toaster because that's what happens when you get married.
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