More kitchen adventure

Last night, I opened and unpacked the last box for the kitchen proper.  There are still cookbooks and there is still, to be honest, more kitchen lingering in the other house, but the boxes here...they are at least opened and emptied if not entirely put away.  I am still deciding what to do with glassware and what of the glassware to keep.  This is not that big of a deal.

Along the way I found a lot of weird, useless, random stuff that had been living in my kitchen.  And sometimes just duplicates.

Among the delightful treasures:
A manual for a toaster oven that we no longer have because it stopped working.  I did not bother taking a picture.

Next, A choice between juice extraction methods.  Is it the Kitchen Aid manual citrus juicer with receptacle or is it the OXO reamer?

There is the question possibly of why I have both.  I have had the reamer a long time and found it to be a good and adequate tool.  I bought the juicer more recently for some recipe.  I don't remember why or what, but can only surmise I could not find the reamer?  Oh, my brain.

Ultimately, I favor the reamer and will be donating the juicer.  The juicer is maybe a good idea if what you want to do is get a whole glass of juice or something, but it takes up a lot of space and ultimately isn't, I believe, more efective.

Ah look.  More ill-conceived scrapers.  The larger George Foreman grill comes with not one but TWO of these beauties, curved and embossed in shiny black plastic.

Did I fish out the other one so we could have a family portrait?  Yes I did.

Next up, we have some measuring spoons.  I have a lot of measuring spoons.  I like them.  I like to measure.  And when I measure, I like to be able to just throw the spoon in the dishwasher and grab another one for the next thing I have to measure instead of cross contaminating or pausing to wash and dry or...what other options are there really?

At one point I got a set of awesome metal measuring spoons.  And they came with this bonus set of, shall we say, classic non-standard measures:

Except apparently now they have been standardized.

And in answer to the famous question from Airplane 2: The Sequel:  "Uh, Miss?  What exactly is a 'tad'" Well...there it is.  Not in space terms, of course.  Because in space terms, well, maybe I should let Elaine explain it:

Moving on...
I found wrapped up neatly together in paper: cords to the electric skillet AND the griddle (one must have both, of course), some pancake molds, teddy bear AND heart shaped (one must have neither, I decided) and a handful of corks.  YES, corks.  Retained for some mysterious purpose, who knows what.

And in the spirt of Sara's near-constant refrain of "Pix or it didn't happen!"

It was New Year's Eve. We had been to the Happy Crazier New Year Show and driven different vehcles different routes to get home.  Andrew went by the Eagan house and picked up a bottle of champagne.  Midnight was approaching and he is a very smooth bottle opener guy, usually.  So he got the bottle and insisted that everyone watch.  I should have been filming.  He popped that cork so neatly and stood there triumphantly holding the bottle for a full 3 seconds...before it started madly erupting champagne all over him and the floor.  Madly.  And then he remembered, he had driven given it a bumpy car ride from Eagan, so of course it was going to do that!

Because this made him look like a post-toast cosmonaut from the Happy Crazier New Year Show (with an upside down heart champaign heart instead of Garret Volmer's right-side up vodka heart), we encouraged him not to change right away.

Happy New Year!