SuperEggplant

Hi. Today I want to talk about appliances. Lately I have been mad at our refrigerator and our stove. The fridge is loud to the point of distraction (I wonder if the fridge is why my hair is going completely white?), plus it rattles. Now, I already know that newer fridges (ours is about 5 years old) have better compressors, and I think I want one of the new French door models if/when I get a new fridge.
But the oven. Oy, it is ticking me off. When we bought our house nearly 6 years ago, it was with great joy and excitement that I shopped for an oven, the first oven I could call my own. I decided not to go bottom-of-the-barrel, but I couldn’t go high end, either (we didn’t get an interest-only loan like some people, but hey, a mortgage is a mortgage). I went for what seemed to be a good, solid Kenmore–not sexy, but reliable … NOT! Now, in all the crappy rentals I’ve lived in, I never had a problem with ovens not baking like they should, but this Kenmore? We have had to replace the temperature sensor at least once, maybe twice, and now it’s acting up again! F2 ERROR! F2 ERROR! Piece of junk!
Now, I don’t think I can get a new oven any time soon, but a girl can dream, right? I’m thinking about a separate cooktop and oven next time. The cooktop will be gas, maybe Dacor with the continuous grate system, and the oven, let’s go electric, maybe with the convection option. What about you?

If you’re going to cross over to the dark side, you may as well do it in style.

I was very egg-cited to be able to participate in Operation Haremail, a chocolate bunny exchange of sorts sponsored by the lovely Tammy at Polka Dot Mittens. My bunny buddy Johanna and I hopped in under the wire and were assigned to one another. She and I got our packages on the same day. Check out the goodies she sent!

Fuzzy little bunny and treats! Here’s a closeup of those Serenade Chocolates, a chocolatier based in Brookline, MA:

And speaking of eggs, I got an incredible package from Marie today:

Let’s have a closer look at that honkin’ Kinder surprise egg, shall we? Here it is next to a bottle of wine so you can see how humongous it is:

Unveiled and broken open:

And what does it hold?

A spinning Tasmanian Devil!

Thank you all for playing! I am flattered and quite frankly a tad frightened that so many of you would think I bought dozens and dozens of Peeps. Do I really come across as that nutty (you don’t have to answer that). Anyway, the winner is Shelby, who guessed 9 packages! Yeah, 9, kind of a letdown now, isn’t it? And I guess the question was a bit tricky, since I didn’t mention that the packages held other items besides Peeps. I wasn’t being tricky on purpose. Shelby will be getting some sort of Peepish prize. I might also send a little prize to Thuy for submitting the most outlandish guess.
Peep on, dear readers!