
"Part of my kitchen floor are thick with dust, grease, part of a broken mug, a few mummified oven-chips, a desiccated used teabag and a couple of pieces of cutlery", says Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic. To most people, that's filth. To some of us, that's dinner. Tell us about squalid homes or obsessive cleaners.
( , Thu 25 Mar 2010, 13:00)
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A couple of friends and I were in a greasy spoon one morning, following a night of heavy drinking.
Having ordered, we were discussing food, and how it affected the running of our relationships in terms of who did the majority of it, when, etc.
I volunteered that I hate cooking, and am terrible at it, whereas Mrs Vagabond loves to cook, and is ace at it. As a result, Mrs Vagabond has the right to use whatever she wants in the kitchen to produce anything at all, and she cooks and I wash up. Criticise it all you want, we like it and that's how we roll.
There was quiet 'round the table - a moment passed - and then, having taken this in and considered it, my good friend offered "Vagabond, man - you've got to get a dishwasher."
( , Mon 29 Mar 2010, 17:09, 3 replies)

But then Mrs Vagabond might stop cooking and you'll live on takeaways for the rest of your life.
( , Mon 29 Mar 2010, 17:19, closed)

You get 2 dishwashers. emptying one is a pain in the hoop. If you have 2 you just move them about.
( , Mon 29 Mar 2010, 17:31, closed)

that uses residual heat to dry the pots, then unloading it takes a couple of minutes.
( , Mon 29 Mar 2010, 17:48, closed)
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