As I am blending the last of the flour in to my cookie dough with our small hand mixer, which is getting hot and groaning as it goes: "I know there doesn't exist an Association for the Prevention of Cruelty to Small Household Appliances, but every time I make these cookies, I worry that they're going to come after me."
Mom: "Well, next time you could use the food processor."
Myself: "I was kinda thinking that."
