Saturday, March 10, 2007
Kink 1, Cutting Board 0
I don't know how he did it. The cutting board weighed as much as he did and it was sitting flat on the counter. I heard the crash and went into the kitchen in time to see Kink pawing playfully at the remains.
Just as well. I "need" to go to Williams-Sonoma, anyway! I need a new cutting board, yep, and a new sauce pan, a knife (can't have too many knives. I always say that.) and one of those French things that I don't know exactly what it does but it's French and I could probably use it. Somehow.