Saturday, May 14, 2011

Death to Mr. Spatula

Last week was a scorcher - so uncharacteristically hot that every living thing in the house was miserable. Sekai, of course, was the exception. I'd imagine he was quite pleased, since he was most likely imported from Ghana or Nigeria and was thinking, 'today feels like home!'

To help the dogs cope with the heat, I decided to make them some yogurt icepops. My recipe is fairly basic - plain yogurt, a few bananas, a generous dollop of peanut butter - all tossed in a blender and pureed until smooth. The glop is then poured into 5oz plastic cups, a blueberry placed on top of each icepop to make them look pretty, then put in the freezer for a few hours.

Usually this is a messy activity. Our blender can be temperamental, and often the lid leaks and sends little torpedoes of yogurt flying all over the kitchen. This time was no exception. I spilled some yogurt and without thinking, I dropped my favorite spatula into the blender so I'd have a free hand to wipe up the mess. I didn't even think to turn off the blender first.


However, I suppose a mutilated silicon spatula is a small price to pay in exchange for happy dogs. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.

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