Red Onion Sandwich. Any meat-eating UVM alum still daydreams about these Burlington beauties... turkey, bacon, Granny Smith apples, red onion, sundried-tomato mayo and smoked Gruyere, best served on thick slices of homemade honey oat bread. To die for. But I digress...
Finally, the husband urged me to be totally frivolous. Is this not what birthdays are all about? Sure toast and stew are household staples which could use a humble appliance to make them better. Sure pots and pans are both utilitarian and timeless pieces. But what is the thing that gets me out of bed in the morning, that makes me swoon upon first sip, that I would have every single day were it not for the unreasonable cost and lack of time I have for standing in lines waiting en route to work? My friends, I am talking about the great love of my life (after my boys, of course): the latte. Please let me introduce you to the newest member of our family:
Oh, Cuisinart Espresso Maker, we were meant to be together. Where have you been all my life? Particularly my life as a telecommuting mom, as nothing ups your productivity like getting amped on home-brewed espresso first thing in the morning. The husband has already become an expert barista, and is putting the local coffee shop to shame with his beauteous lattes. Plus, the way I figure it, based on the price per latte, this baby is going to earn its keep in less than two months. A game changer, for certain. I just had to share my joy.
E-mail inbox, prepare to be emptied in several espresso-addled minutes flat.
I also stocked up on this stuff:
If you are an espresso-junkie who spends a lot of time on the homefront, I cannot recommend this purchase/investment highly enough. Slow cooker, you will have to wait. Husband, thank you for the encouragement and the perfectly frothed latte this morning. Make mine a double...