I got a food processor for my birthday.  That means that people love me.  You know it does.  Especially when I tell you that it’s this gorgeous thing.  Today, I’m taking hummus into work.  You know that means that even more people will love me.  You see the cycle here?

You should get a food processor.  Then people will love you too.  Also, you should make monkey muffins.  It’s easier if you have a food processor to help you with the bananas that you didn’t let over-ripen… because who does that anyway?

Be prepared folks.  For years, I was starting sentences with “if I had a food processor…”, and the coming days of this blog will include the end of that sentence.  Mmm… I’m hungry.

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