My very cool and funny brother sent me a care package of kitchen utensils and knives for my birthday (with the appropriate warning label inside). Why did he do this? Because at Thanksgiving he was shocked and mortified that I didn't have any decent carving knives and didn't own a meat thermometer. Me, nearly 52 years old (next week!), and not a knife sharpener in sight.Here he is, struggling with the Thanksgiving turkey using inferior kitchen tools.
Thanks, Tom, for all my wonderful new toys! I promise to watch the sharp edges, and cook up something fabulous soon. xoxoxo
PS: I wonder what the postal service would have said if this box had been opened for inspection?
PSS: You can see photos of the whole Thanksgiving gang here.
