At first he was amused. These days, when I pause to gaze lovingly at some kitchen gizmo, DH’s likely to sigh.
A paradox, really. I’m besotted by anything “culinary” … but
“And why do you want that?”
“I don’t know .. it looks neat.”
…. and so it goes – each of us knowing I’m not inclined to suddenly become pals with the stovetop.
You see, lots of years ago I toured a spec “waterfall” house, featuring this whiz-bang, all-black kitchen. (A peculiarity in those days of harvest gold and avocado appliances!) Love at first sight!
So, I’ve finally my very own black-clad room.
Admittedly, it’s a sturdy, no-frills kind – which matters little to the Chef-in-Charge. DH delights in cooking in practically any environment! (And I delight in eating – how cool is that?!)
Still. Like an otherwise harmless splinter, I’ve considered our utilitarian faucet “annoying.” Since it’s perfectly OK, we resisted spending the $$$ to upgrade. “If it ain’t broke ….”
Imagine my delight when we recently discovered a PUDDLE under the sink. A handyman-by-trade, DH soon declared the entire mechanism D.O.A.
“Right over there …that’s it!”
Not 30 seconds in front of Lowes' display, my mind’s made up.
No, it’s not long and cylindrical ..... but neither am I.
Impromptu and born of necessity, yes. But I LOVE my “happy anniversary” faucet!