Tonight I bought a spatula. I had dreams of frying beignets on some benign Saturday morning, served with cafe au lait. I would stare at the slender glass vase of natural sunflowers as I tasted the powder sugar, the dough light as a cloud. Yes, Saturday morning was for beignets.
I bought a pasta server because I liked the thought of Friday night spaghetti, the easy meal, the quick nutrition. Tired after a long week, when I wanted not even the company of the man I love, I would sit on my sofa with a bowl of spaghetti, and remember who I was.
I bought a knife. A sturdy knife that would feel coldly competent in my hands as I chopped vegetables. I would throw the tossed cucumbers into a salad, followed by radishes, and maybe jamica. To have a knife is to have health in the palm of your hand.
I bought stainless steel measuring spoons. They have weight and mass in my hand, they tell me they matter. For a long time I was like a 1950s housewife who did not know why she put baking powder into a cake, but now I know the reason anything goes into my cakes. My sweet strawberry cakes, the scant teaspoon of lemon juice… even the smallest ingredient can make a big difference.
I bought a colander, to drain the pastas. I was tired of my kitchenware being mismatched, and thought the colander would be beautiful, holding golden spaghetti or home-made spinach tortellinis.
I bought a stainless steel mixing bowl. For the times when the Kitchen-Aid industrial mixer is just too much, maybe I just want to whip some eggs. Fresh eggs, with a dollop of milk to make them nice and fluffy. Maybe with a little cheese in them… that is how Sean likes his eggs. Oh the mixing bowl, look deeply and you never know what you’ll find.
I bought a saucepan. In honor of the Italian wife I always wanted to be, the sauce pan will hold my experiments in pasta sauces, my small – but successful – soups, my surprise catastrophes, for which I will apologize later.
I bought a shiny new skillet. Sleek and big enough to handle everything from casseroles to cassoulet, my beautiful new skillet promises untold culinary delights.
I bought a cream-colored stoneware lasagna pan – for my signature dish, which needs a beautiful platter for presentation. My lasagna has never disappointed. When I need comfort food, I can bake it while still looking stylish, going from oven to table in one beautiful dish.
And the last thing I bought tonight is …
A 40″ HD TV. No commentary is needed for this one — though I will say I can’t wait until I get it set up!