Take an electric mixer, for example. I left my little hand-held electric mixer behind when I moved to Boquete with only two suitcases and three dogs. Vowing to cut way back on baking unhealthy, high-fat, sugary things full of white processed flour, I haven't made having a mixer a high priority here.
But it's been bugging me - why should I suffer so much angst over a mixer? Back in the USA I would not have hesitated to buy one, but here it has seemed somehow out of place. At least for me.
Yesterday I spent an ENTIRE DAY shopping in David with a friend. This is the first time in my life I can recall shopping for a whole day. It is SO out of character - even more so because I actually enjoyed it.
We both worked from our lists. I needed practical stuff like a place to set up paper files for the burgeoning ephemera in my life. Also dog food, toilet paper - things like that.
She needed kitchen things, so in every store we visited - and there were many - we went to the kitchen/small electrical appliances department. And in every store there were electric mixers staring back at me from the shelves. (Yes, I know that is semantically incorrect, giving human characteristics to inanimate objects. Just bear with me for a little while here.)
So once again I went through all the reasons for and against buying a new electric mixer.
- Easier on my chronically sore wrist made so from using the computer all day;
- Makes it easier to fix a greater variety of foods;
- Yada, yada, yada.
- I don't need any encouragement to cook more and eat more;
- I don't want to use electricity unnecessarily;
- I don't want to clutter up my life with unnecessary things.
But there, in one store, a little gem beckoned to me, and I succumbed to the temptation:
|My new acquisitions|
Along with stainless steel mixing bowls (which were on my list), I am now the proud owner of a hand-cranked mixer. Somehow it just seemed right. It conjured up memories of making muffins at my mother's side when I was a little girl. And don't you love the red?
Too bad about the plastic gear wheel that won't last. I think I'll start looking for a better one that is all metal.
Who know what may be next - a push lawnmower?