Monday, February 12, 2007

second drawer dilemmas


Here's the ugly fugly kitchen, as promised. In 3 months time it will be living in a shack on the Tasman Peninsula and it's replacement will be providing me with hours of pure joy.
My mum gave Mr Nellie a gift the other day. An egg-poachy gadget she'd spied in Norman & Dann and decided he must own. Now I don't wish to sound like an ungrateful daughter, god forbid, but I have a true aversion to these useless-and-unnecessary-and clutter-up-my-already-overcrowded-second-drawer gadgets. You know the ones?

Given that I am trying to rationalise the kitchen shit and throw out all seldom-used items BEFORE I pack up the old kitchen, the egg-poachy thingamijig is bugging me. Sure, it poaches the eggs well; Mr Nellie cooked me a lovely breakfast on Saturday morning and we agreed the eggs were definitely up to scratch. But it's just as easy to pop the eggs into the water sans gadget, isn't it?

If I could eliminate all the unnecessary clutter in that second drawer, I feel that my life would be changed. I would become less stressed. Less frustrated. More peaceful and calm.

First to go is the novelty potato peeler shaped like a grinning potato. Then the 6 gingerbread person cutters in various sizes: I suspect one might suffice. I also own 6 variants on the bottle-opener theme: ditto. The champagne stopper goes (pointless, as the bottle's always emptied). The whisks too; I never use them and they just get tangled in everything. Dozens of chopsticks, Why? I can never match a pair anyway. A tea strainer. 2x beaters that belong to a mixer I threw out last year. A garlic press I never use as garlic's best crushed under a knife. Weird little pate spatula things someone gave us years ago, never used. Various plastic paraphernalia.
Bugger. Just looked in the drawer below that one and realise it's just as chaotic. The baby drawer contains sippy cups of various brandings and spouts (teats, straws, Thomas Tank Engine, Wiggles, Nemo), dummies, assorted cutlery and plasticware.
This may take some time. So thanks Mum, for the egg poacher.


5 comments:

Rita said...

Nellie - feel free to return the controversial poacher if you want. I would love it! I was assuming that Mr Nellie was as clumsy as me in my usual morning "fog", trying to get that slippery little sucker out of the boiling water and onto the toast without breaking it or dropping it onto the bench or floor!
Glad he road-tested it though! I love my son-in-law. And don't forget I first saw this egg poaching miracle at Mr Nellies brothers house. That family really have style!

Rita said...

By the way - please don't throw out your kitchen goodies - your brother will need them in his new accomodation, especially the garlic crusher and maybe even the potato peeler!

foodkitty said...

The clutter drawer; a perfect analogue for my entire house....

foodkitty said...

PS thank you for hemivision..

Nellie said...

ah yes, Hemi's spot on in her analysis every time.

It's a daily addiction for a reality tv tragic like myself...