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What we'll do for a cheesecake

What we’ll do for a cheesecake

We had a robot delivered last month. In the US you might think of it as a multi-function kitchen machine but here everyone just calls it a robot and we don’t even have to pronounce the “t”. As you can see from the photo, this is not just your standard food processor, but oh so much more. Just as those “but wait, there’s more” television commercials tell you, it slices, dices, chops, and juliennes. It’s a blender, a mixer, a grinder, and a juicer. Where is it all going to fit?

Bill loves to make bread. Back in Atlanta he was in the kitchen a couple of days a week with the heavy-duty stand mixer plus the industrial-size food processor churning out loaves of Italian and French bread, whole wheat sandwich buns, plus plain and fancy dinner rolls. He might even have the blender out at the same time to whip up a batch of frozen margaritas while waiting for the yeast to do its magic. Now we go out every day and bring back baguettes, croissants, pain au chocolat, or whatever else looks good from one of a dozen boulangeries in town. On Saturdays at the market there’s even a mobile baker wedged between all the fruit and vegetable vendors in case we can’t walk a half block to find our daily bread.

So why this “robot” and how does that fit with our original plans of downsizing and our double-or-nothing rule you may have read about before? Actually quite well but then we’ve always been good at rationalization. Yes, it is a new thing that we’ve acquired for this tiny house but look at everything this one appliance can do. So what if Bill had to remove a shelf in a kitchen cabinet to accommodate the machine’s height? We just turn all of the boxes that were previously stored there onto their sides and it all fits.

Has it been a success? Absolutely. Our neighbors had never tasted sour dough bread and now Bill can’t bake those loaves fast enough. For the Neighbors’ Day Festival in May he made a cheesecake that was the hit of the deserts table. Fresh squeezed juice is a snap and you should see the mise en place that I as the sous chef can produce with all those blades. But what about the bread for us? Wouldn’t be a day in France without a fresh baguette from the boulangerie, now would it?

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About Bob

While living in North, Central and South America, in the middle of the Caribbean and the Pacific Ocean, and now in Europe, my passion has remained the same: travel and meeting new friends.

Posted on July 10, 2016, in Life in France and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Jealous! Though I don’t have room either.
    I think cheesecake will be the next fad, after cupcakes and brownies.

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  2. Is it a Mr. Popiel invention? LOL!

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  3. Love, love, love it! I am a bit jealous as a I have yearned for one for quite a while, but there is literally NO ROOM left in my micro-kitchen, so I continue to make good use of the mini-robot I currently have. I have totally mastered using it and doing all my chopping, blending needs in smaller batches! Totally understand about the daily bread though, wow, does it so not take long to pick up that habit!! These days though, I find that I now make up my own tortillas, bagels and soft pretzels when we feel like a change of pace. Amaze myself constantly at all that can be done with a food processor, induction cooktop and a toaster oven! Congrats on the new purchase, it’s a lovely machine!

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  4. Looks like great fun! We won’t be taking all my precious kitchen appliances when we move to the Limoux area in September. I’m only allowing myself to throw a mandoline and two good knives into the suitcase.

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