I Love You Pressure Cooker
The pressure cooker was a gift Shu recieved for her birthday and since that time I have developed an almost unholy fondness for the delightful contraption. Even now as I write this it sings it’s jaunty hissing tune as it speeds my mashed potatoes to fruition (I’ll type the recipie later, though pretty much any idiot can make mashed potatoes without my assistance, but I digress) and I find myself wondering how I ever made dinner without it. For those afraid of my infernal machine take heart they are far safer now than they were in the 50’s and as long as you have some modicom of common sense & at least a vague concept of the laws of physics, you will not end up blowing up your kitchen. Another advantage in these times where frugality has gone from being a virtue to a necessity, it can save you money on your electric bill by shortening cooking times, and really help you to get the most out of cheaper cuts of meat. I can honestly say I use it at least 3 to 4 times a week and my love affair with this particular inatimate object has only blossomed further. If you have the opportunity and especially if you frequently cook soups or stews ( as I do) a good pressure cooker will become the apple of your eye.