Today I did one of those adult things, the things that adults do because we have to even though we don’t want to.
To start however, last night I was washing dishes and looking at the horrible state my 3-quart pot was in. A good two years ago the non-stick started flaking off. I know that you aren’t supposed to use them after that starts happening… but what’s the worst that could happen?
I was doing my usual routine in my head where I go “I really need a new set of cookware…” and then I continue on my way. Well last night as I was saying this to myself and putting the pot up to dry the handle broke off. I took that as my sign.
So today, I had to guy buy my first set of nice cookware. I’m trying to convince myself how awesome it’s going to be that I have new pots and pans but I’m still cringing at the $150 I had to spend. Which was relatively cheap in comparisson to a lot of cookware. I got a smaller set because I don’t really need very many pieces, but the quality is decent and I won’t have to buy new ones in four years. I talked to my mom earlier and she said the set I had (which were hand me downs) were 13 years old, I’d say they lived a good life.

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