The End of an Era

Yesterday was a sad day at our house. Mom was making dinner--teriyaki tofu burgers. She needed to grate up some carrots, so she got out the Magic Bullet. You know the Magic Bullet. You've probably seen it on TV. It's the infomercial with the super-peppy Australian guy and some blonde girl who are preparing breakfast for a bunch of grumpy people in pajamas who become less grumpy as they learn how awesome the Bullet is. Well, after seven years of fairly regular use, the carrots proved to be too much for the Bullet, and it died. It didn't just die, it died spectacularly by breaking into several pieces.

That Magic Bullet has been with our family for a long time. It was one of the first things Mom and Dad bought after they got married, and they loved it. It really did live up to the infomercial hype. Throw in a tomato, onion, avocado, and cilantro, and 1, 2, 3, you've got guacamole. Use the blender attachment, instant milkshakes. Use the juicer attachment, fresh grapefruit juice. And then they started having kids...homemade baby food, breadcrumbs made from the crusts of bread the girls don't eat, the possibilities were endless. There was nothing the Bullet couldn't handle. But then those carrots came along. And it's done carrots just fine before. I guess it was old, tired, ready for Mom to start using the huge Cuisinart that just sits lonely in the closet because it's so bulky and annoying to clean. It served our family well, and it will be missed.

And in other news...Happy Chanukah!

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