Don't get me wrong, I do love shopping for cute things, clothes, cosmetics, perfumes, and kitchen stuff (last one pleases me the most as there's no fit-don't-fit dilemma). The question is "how much one person or one family needs?" Or, how much can fit in my budget? And the decision making question: how much can fit in my home? Usually, all those questions are followed by a comforting my mind statement: I lived without it for so many years, so I can live without it for another few years... On that happy note I usually leave the store. My rare moments of shopping therapy are most of the time just window shopping: Coach for a little luxury, Nordstrom to try a few pair of designer shoes, a new make up and a perfume spray on my wrist, and I finish my "shopping" extravaganza at Williams Sonoma... an eye candy.
Last weekend I joined my friend Lisa and her family for a out of town trip to shop with her daughter for a new clothes. You know, occasion or no occasion, teenagers always have a need for a new pair of shoes (didn't buy this time though), a few new sets of shorts, skirts, tops, dresses, etc. And we went wild, at least that's what I think. We had a lot of fun in a dressing room while our teenager tried all kinds of cute clothes. Two shops later our happy teenager went with her dad shoes shopping while Lisa and I went window shopping a few stores until we got to the Williams Sonoma. And there we were among shiny pots and pans, colorful dutch ovens, high-end electric appliances, tools and gadgets for any job in the kitchen...
Then Lisa decided that I deserved a "small surprise" for "babysitting" her teenager,
I was humbled, and very happy at the same time. Munching on a future recipes in my head, I came home with a big box.After following a few steps to prepare the oven before first use, I started baking, roasting, grilling, toasting, broiling...And so far I love everything that comes out of the oven, except when I burned a toast - I didn't realized how fast it cooks! It's a big step forward from what I am used to, and no wonder it's called "smart oven" with all that IQ and everything.
My oven found it's home on the kitchen counter top, and each time I use it, or even look at it, I think with a warm smile and a deep gratitude of my friend.
Thanks you, Lisa, for your generosity, for a very warm gift,
and most of all, for your gift of friendship and happy times!