One reader who did not comment....chose to call. And boy, am I glad she did. That friend- Who we will call "Donna" had an entire set of stainless cookware in her basement. Donna owns a store in Ship-she so thought she might eventually give the set as a gift or sell it at her business. Donna had a set that she had used for several years and loved it, She also was interested in selling the "set in the basement" to me if I wanted it. The stainless steel set is Mastercraft and happens to be the *T304 surgical stainless steel* that Joyce commented about. So totally cool. The good Lord did not want our family eating little black harmful flecks in our food for one more day. Donna told me to take them home, try them out, talk to the husband, etc.. Let me tell you girls, when I saw this in my kitchen....
It was love at first sight. No more flecks. All the varieties of sizes. All the matching lids. No more cringing each time I pull open the lazy susan to get a pan. All this stainless steel was enough to set me into a cooking frenzy! These babies had found their home. At what point in my life did I start to become so overly excited about kitchen products? I might be scaring some of you by this point, others will totally understand. Anyways....I've used at least one of these pans every day since I've got them. LOVE. LOVE. LOVE. them.
So there is the verdict. Thanks so much for all the comments. It made the decision so much easier to hear what really works in the kitchen for you all.
On with the quote of the day. Which in many ways is very disturbing to me. It will need some foundation, so let me lay it for you.
When our 3rd child was born we chose my grandpa's name for him. His name was Lewis William. Only we turned it around and gave our son the name William Lewis. Donovan's brother loves to harass us and call him "Bill". "Bill" does not work for me, no offense to any of you out there. My own Dad's name is Bill. I'm just not fond of it. As our William grew and learned to talk.....Nasty brother-In-Law loved to try to teach him to say "My name is Bill". This is how it went....
Jon: "Hi, Bill"
and I taught him to say......
William: "I'm not Bill, I'm William" only at 2 years old it came out more like this....
"I not Bill, I Wiwwiam"
So this brings you up to date. Here is the quote from Sunday when I overheard a little conversation William was having with a friend he was meeting for the 1st time.
William: "What's your name?"
Friend responds: "Isaac"
Isaac: "What's your name?"
William responds: "My name is William, but you can call me Bill"
Very Disturbing to say the very least. Looks like we need more brainwashing to take place on the home front.
