‘Right Idea, Wrong Tool’
“Can I pass you a cutting board?” — “Uh, no thank you.”
I’ve always preferred cutting on plates over pulling out and dirtying a cutting board. And if I can get the skin off of an apple with my knife, why would I bother having to clean a peeler, right?
I’m not big on using a pizza cutter, ice cream scoop or citrus juicer. Less dishes and minimal gadgets in the kitchen is how I prefer to roll.
Between those closest to me, I’ve been known to use the wrong tool for the job…at least in the kitchen.
My husband and one of my longest friends cringe every time they have to guess what I’ll reach for in the drawer when I attempt to cut up a watermelon.
But I’ve been getting better at my decisions…not cheaping out where I know I should spend the money and choosing the proper knife instead of the one I like.
Even though I still use a large whisk as a butter/lard cutterinner, (instead of 2 knives or a proper tool), I finally bought a beautiful marble rolling pin after using jars and glass bottles for years.
Jeff and I cleaned about 25 salmon tonight.
In usual Becky fashion, I grabbed Daisy’s (clean) pee pads and stuck one under the newspaper on the counter. Since it could soak up her piddle, it certainly could handle a few salmon worth of mess.
We were processing the fish in the kitchen this time so we wanted to make sure we kept the mess minimal for food-safety reasons and because I didn’t want my house potentially smelling like rotting ocean for days.
Sure enough, after we were finally done cutting up and wrapping the fish and upon cleaning up, I looked under the pee pad — it was completely dry.
For once I had scored!
My frequent nonsense use of a household item worked in my favour tonight. The kitchen took no time at all to clean, everything is put away and there isn’t any lingering or unpleasant scents.
I’ll take that win and now it’s off to shower because my shirt didn’t fare as well as Daisy’s pee pad.