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I have a new love… in the kitchen!

The ever poetic Anthony Bourdain once wrote,

“I have long believed that it is only right and appropriate that before one sleeps with someone, one should be able—if called upon to do so—to make them a proper omelet in the morning. Surely that kind of civility and selflessness would be both good manners and good for the world. Perhaps omelet skills should be learned at the same time you learn to fuck. Perhaps there should be an unspoken agreement that in the event of loss of virginity, the more experienced of the partners should, afterward, make the other an omelet—passing along the skill at an important and presumably memorable moment.”

I am fairly confident of my abilities in preparing a lover, significant other or even an early bird friend a more than decent breakfast. Despite that, in the year and a half that I’ve been living with Tom we have not been able to get a decent egg out of our kitchen. At least, not until this morning!

One thing changed this morning and it may change the way breakfast is prepared in our home forever! We did not change the eggs we bought, we did not change butter or oil or recipe. What I changed was the pan!

We were reminded this morning that in the kitchen, your tools are just as important as your ingredients. Feast your eyes on our lovely 10-inch Calphalon Contemporary Non-Stick Pan.

Breakfast this morning was the easiest it has ever been. So much so, I’d like to invite six people over and cook them eggs too! I turned on the stove,  cracked a couple of eggs and slid those puppies right off the pan! I think I was there all of five minutes! Seriously, you know it has to be an amazing piece of cookware if I dedicated a couple paragraphs to it.

If you’re into kitchen gadgets and such it is not a pricey buy. I say, if you like eggs and are tired of scraping overcooked breakfast off a pan – GET ONE!

My Furry Maniac

Some people would describe themselves as animals lovers, I would not. That is, not until a little furry maniac named Moe made his way into my life.

In true digital age fashion I found Moe while browsing an online pet finding site. Yes, I found my dog on Match for animals! http://www.petango.com/Forms/Petmatch.aspx I saw his little face and knew we had to meet him. Yes, the decision to bring Moe home was not one I made on my own. My often amazing, never disappointing counterpart who is an avid dog lover convinced me I would love having a dog at home and like many other times in our relationship he was right.

The minute this feisty guy saw us he knew we were hooked – all it took was one belly rub. We bought him a bowl, a leash and a bed and were off to show him his new home.

Flash forward a few weeks, the maniac is settled into his new home, he tells us when he has to pee and what foods / toys he does not like and I have gotten over the idea that he likes “dad” more than he does me. I look at him in the morning, half asleep as he stares at me from inside his cozy bed and I wonder – how did I become this loving of a dog?

My two guys!

Historically friends and family will tell you that I subscribe to the belief that dogs were meant to guard the home and were not supposed to be small enough to fit in your purse. I also believed dogs should be kept outside and did not enjoy them invading my personal space with their hair, smells and saliva, gross! Things are different now, with Moe I feel like he understands me and my limitations. He’s not a kisser, does not drool and is kinda sorta getting the hang of this whole, he is not allowed on the bed thing. I feel guilty when I get really mad at him for having an accident in the living room or running away from me during a walk but I think that frustration will pass over time as we continue to get to know each other.

For right now, I love him with his little doggy faults and all – I did not know I could do that. Love an animal unconditionally? It is a strange and new place for me, but then again if we are not putting ourselves in strange new places than I do not believe we are really living.

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