Dear Kitchen People-

I am not a kitchen person.

It is not my domain, I don’t know what to do with myself if I’m not sitting on a countertop snacking, or opening a bottle of wine.

Last winter I made Christmas cookies, realized I don’t own a rolling pin, and ended up spreading the dough with a bottle of wine. Most of my friends didn’t believe me.

Well, here you go. (For the record, that’s Aaron’s hairy arm, not mine.)


Another example of how not kitcheny I am? I used to buy my utensils at IKEA. Until this happened.


What have we learned?  If you ever ask me to bring something to a dinner party (besides myself or wine), you’ve been warned. Also, never take yourself too seriously – you might lose in a knife fight to a pan of brownies.

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