Since I moved out and began really cooking I have been using a little itty bitty food processor. It was one of those one cup deals. I think I actually picked it as my prize when I redeemed a bunch of tickets at Dave and Busters. Tells you a bit about me, don't it!
If you have ever tried to do any processing of food in one of those 1-cuppers, you know how futile it it is. I have been WISHING for a real food processor. I even registered for one on my wedding registry, knowing it would be months until I got it, IF anyone even picked it. I mean, it's not the most glamorous gift unless you really know me (side note to the givers of the hand mixer- YOU KNOW ME!) So, yeah, you get the picture. I really wanted one.
Fast forward months. I was at John's mom's house and we were talking about Fudge Babies. Well, I was talking about them. And drooling. They were listening. Kind of. Anyway, I mentioned that I was only making about 6 at a time because that is all I could fit in my little processor. His mom turned to me and said, "Why didn't you tell me you wanted one? I have 2!" Turns out, she had one that she had NEVER USED!!! I got a brand new food processor!!!!!!!!! A huge wonderful one!!
Isn't it a beauty? Thanks!
Right away I started working with it! We made nut butters...
that is almond butter, by the way.
and shredded our own cheese for the pepperoni bread!
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