The spendie time of the year.
There was a frying pan in the kitchen that the Mrs like to remind me I ruined by putting it into cold water before it properly cooled. Having adopted the ‘never admit to anything mantra’ long ago I simply ignored the accusation and went about my business. Tactical denial is a husband thing (like the stealth purge), Well ok maybe a spouse thing. Then the standoff ensued -It needed to be replaced but doing so was king of an admission - almost a kind of victory for the Mrs. The trouble was that this, just the right size pan, no longer sat level on the stove hence it rocked and heated unevenly. I discovered if I Stuck a can or something under the handle and the rocking was somewhat abated. A decade passed (yeah crazy I know) and a A few weeks ago I informed the Mrs we were going to replace it. Thankfully only minor mention was made of responsibility. So after a little research, coupon in hand, off we went to Bed Bath and Beyond We bought this beautiful, deeply discounted, black All- Clad frying pan with glass lid $80. Ive tried it out for a few weeks now and it is the ‘bees knees’. It cooks evenly, the bacon comes out to perfection and nothing sticks. - and the oh those omelets are a delight. The old frying pan that probably dated from my bachelor days was quietly dispatched forgotten but only by me.
I tell you this story not because we are eccentrics its just simply we are not spenders. Good enough is often good enough for far too long. There are two exceptions Christmas and travel. But even in Christmas there is a pragmatism in our holiday gift giving. At this very moment in the living room sits a box containing my Christmas Gift - a fancy, deeply discounted (of course), Breville toaster. The house we rented in Virginia Beach had one and I tried it out and fell in love it. The old toaster will be moved to our Poconos to replace the fire hazard that we presently have there. Nothing gets wasted. This pragmatism comes from my wife’s family.. where I remember Mountainous piles of gifts for the kids included jars of Jelly.
Does you follow a pragmatic holiday season?
There was a frying pan in the kitchen that the Mrs like to remind me I ruined by putting it into cold water before it properly cooled. Having adopted the ‘never admit to anything mantra’ long ago I simply ignored the accusation and went about my business. Tactical denial is a husband thing (like the stealth purge), Well ok maybe a spouse thing. Then the standoff ensued -It needed to be replaced but doing so was king of an admission - almost a kind of victory for the Mrs. The trouble was that this, just the right size pan, no longer sat level on the stove hence it rocked and heated unevenly. I discovered if I Stuck a can or something under the handle and the rocking was somewhat abated. A decade passed (yeah crazy I know) and a A few weeks ago I informed the Mrs we were going to replace it. Thankfully only minor mention was made of responsibility. So after a little research, coupon in hand, off we went to Bed Bath and Beyond We bought this beautiful, deeply discounted, black All- Clad frying pan with glass lid $80. Ive tried it out for a few weeks now and it is the ‘bees knees’. It cooks evenly, the bacon comes out to perfection and nothing sticks. - and the oh those omelets are a delight. The old frying pan that probably dated from my bachelor days was quietly dispatched forgotten but only by me.
I tell you this story not because we are eccentrics its just simply we are not spenders. Good enough is often good enough for far too long. There are two exceptions Christmas and travel. But even in Christmas there is a pragmatism in our holiday gift giving. At this very moment in the living room sits a box containing my Christmas Gift - a fancy, deeply discounted (of course), Breville toaster. The house we rented in Virginia Beach had one and I tried it out and fell in love it. The old toaster will be moved to our Poconos to replace the fire hazard that we presently have there. Nothing gets wasted. This pragmatism comes from my wife’s family.. where I remember Mountainous piles of gifts for the kids included jars of Jelly.
Does you follow a pragmatic holiday season?