misosouper, a shopping blog

If I could pull it off, I would wear these perfect boots with denim shorts and a billowy tunic.

Alas.

I’ll just hoard them for the fall.

According to my recent unscientific survey of grocery and drug stores, the only fun Band-Aids available in my area are some variation on the SpongeBob/Dora/Barbie theme. As if to stick her tiny middle finger up to the marketing establishment, not even my two-year-old will wear them.

So we’re stocking up on these bandages; one day, after my daughter graduates from the unicorns (her current choice), she’ll fondly recall how her mother let her go to school with bacon and eggs strapped to her knee.

These hand soaps are the perfect quirky touch for when your “known you since fifth grade/saw you through Trent Reznor hair/remembers your wine cooler swilling phase” best friend comes to visit.

Maybe not so good when your mother-in-law comes to town.

Not since our purchase of a toaster oven has a kitchen gadget made me so excited. You see, I like to cook, I really do, but I *hate* to prep, probably because I’m a bit clumsy, and fingers, daydreams, and/or small children inevitably get in the way.

Enter Williams-Sonoma’s new professional multi-chopper: this thing chops, slices, dices, slivers, wedges, and cores (click the link for a hypnotic video).

Thank you, Williams-Sonoma, for enabling losers like me to finally make their first pot of vegetable soup.

Oh, cup of creamy ivory, how do I love thee?

Let me count the ways:

* You are handleless, which heightens your sensory experience

* You are stealth at hiding your sweet surprise

* You are named Anna, after me (and perhaps your designer, Anna Maschmann, but we’ll bracket that for a minute), thus raising intriguing questions about the province of your secret nipple, and the sense of humor of your owner.