Monday, November 28, 2005
Ode to the Magic Bullet
Aside from the fact that it sounds like a vibrator you might find advertised in the back pages of 'Cosmopolitan', the Magic Bullet has many endearing qualities.
I have been trying to make decent soup for a long, long time. Tonight, in five minutes, I made such spectacular asparagus soup that Clurg, who had already gorged on leftover fajitas, tasted it and said "Wow. Wow, that's really good." Five minutes. I cut the tips off some asparagus, I opened a can of chicken stock, I added a little butter and salt and pepper, I microwaved it for two and a half minutes, I added a tablespoon of sour cream, and I put the "Tall Cup" on the "Torque Power Base" for five seconds, and I had soup!
The possibilities are endless. Tomorrow I will make portobello and sundried tomato soup. The next day I will make fresh pesto sauce. I will even make extra and freeze it so that when I don't feel like cooking I can resist the temptation to bicycle to Foosackly's (local chicken finger emporium). The Magic Bullet is going to change my life. I can feel it already. Why should I continue to eat the giant bowls of pasta rosso that I get half price at work, when I can just bicycle home and have gazpacho in five minutes? Huh? Why?
// posted by Amethyst Vineyard @ 6:41 PM 
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Is the magic bullet one of those hand held blender unbelievably unfucking (I can't not write the f word in everything today -- I don't know why) beautiful mechanical things? I got one recently and whipped up some kick ass black bean soup between breaths the other day. I love that little vibrating bastard.
I mean, my god. It's incredible. Its power fills me with awe. I'm going to go create a stained-glass window that depicts the hand of god pressing its little removable blending cup for ten seconds to create the primordial soup from which all mankind was born. That's intelligent design.
It was seriously good soup.
Really. Never mind that it is named after a device that kills presidents.
Really. Never mind that it is named after a device that kills presidents.
Wow, Clurg, I had no idea that presidents could only be killed by magic bullets. See, we don't need to restrict the sale of semi-automatic weapons, just magic bullets.
Ooh, and you could make soup with it, using magic beans.
It totally sounds like something from the back pages of Cosmo! My co-worker was talking about how badly she needed one, I totally cracked up. She sure did.
It totally sounds like something from the back pages of Cosmo! My co-worker was talking about how badly she needed one, I totally cracked up. She sure did.
Believe you me, EVERYONE needs one. Today I ate fresh pesto sauce from the "Short Cup" and melted into a little puddle of bliss. I think one of those things from the back of 'Cosmo' could hardly have done it better.
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