just can't help it, gotta love new stuff

sometimes it's kind of fun to pick out your own Christmas presents...
if those Christmas presents are in a kitchen store covered in kitsch.

unfortunately for us our pots and pans were kaput (read non stick scratching off) and i was given new ones as a gift.
i wanted work horses.  pretty work horses.
the fresians and belgians of the kitchen.
le creuset.
having inherited peasant woman strength i figured i could handle the weight of the cast iron.
and i love them so much i just had to share.

i couldn't wait to use them so i immediately un-crystalized some honey.
(ignore my burners... they don't come clean.  i stopped trying)

someone took to the honey pot immediately.  it doesn't take very much winnie the pooh exposure to love honey pots.

so pretty.
except i need to make a giant cork board or rewire my kitchen or go microwave free.
stupid cord.

oh, and so you don't go into shock if you see me with it... i entered a part of the technologically forward world:

hopefully someone can teach me how to use it.  hizazzle?

even eleanor got in on the action.  new dog bed.
although technically i only bought it because i kicked her off my furniture.