Smoothie disappoinment

Several years ago my Dad and his wife gave us a blender. Not just any blender, though - this one has a food processor attachment, so it can do double duty. Sadly, I've only used it a few times. I'm very much an "out of sight, out of mind" person when it comes to appliances and gadgets. No matter how great it is, if I don't see it on a regular basis, chances are good that I'm going to forget it exists.

Our kitchen is pretty large, as kitchens go, but it is very poorly laid out. There's just one counter - along one wall, with the sink in the middle. There's no real storage space except the cabinets above and below that one counter. Most of that space is taken up by dishes and food we use often, leaving little room for extras.

One of these days I'll do a whole post about my mental kitchen remodel...

In the meantime, there is one tiny cabinet at the very end of the room. It's a single wide (all the rest have a "partner" door) cupboard and we almost never open it. When we moved in, it seemed like a good place to put those appliances and things that we don't use often. It has become a sort of gadget/appliance purgatory. They sit there, waiting, collecting dust and spiderwebs and languishing until I decide I want to make something that requires a blender, a food processor, coffee maker or a fondue pot.

About a week ago I decided I wanted to make smoothies, so I found a recipe for peanut butter cup smoothies that looked pretty good and kid-friendly. This morning I dug the blender out of the cabinet, gave it a good wash and mixed up some smoothies.

The kids hated them.

In a little bit, The Boy and Pibb will wash the breakfast dishes and the blender will go back into the cabinet to wait, sad and lonely, until the next time I remember I own it.