Sunday, August 7, 2011

Ode to a Sifter

To My Dearest Sifter,

You are silver and sleek...

And make my bread light and fluffy...

I shake you and pound you, yet you do your job beautifully, without complaint...

Sometimes, I resent you. That extra step in the long process of cooking every little thing from scratch. But after what I saw cradled in the bottom of your wonderfully woven mesh today, I will NEVER. EVER. NEVER resent you again. You are my best friend. For life.

A very grossed out,
Tribal Wife

P.S. Those are case you couldn't tell from the picture.