The Great War of Paderno
Wednesday, October 1, 2008 - Posted by Amanda Bast
Mom: Pizza cutter.
Me: Ok, that's not even fair.
Mom: Pizza cutter.
Me: What if we were only allowed Paderno utensils?
Mom: The whisk!
Me: That's not what I meant. The whisk is metal. The Paderno utensils are black and plastic.
Mom: But I bought the whisk at Paderno.
Me: I'm going to go with the spaghetti thing. It's pokey.
Mom: I will whisk you!
Me: Although, the potato masher looks promising. It's sturdy.
Mom: But the handle isn't very long, so you'd have to get pretty close to someone to do any sort of damage.
Me: True. The spatula would be best in terms of proximity.
Mom: I will whisk you!
Me: I will stick my spaghetti thingy in your whisk, leaving you useless, and then go in with the potato masher attack. I win!
Mom: Not if I have the pizza cutter.
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I wish I was making this up