Really.
Yesterday a work colleague plonked a box down on my desk.
It contained a great old mix-master he'd found at an op-shop, still bearing the price tag for the princely sum of eight dollars.
Bargain!
This is the second mix-master someone from work has found for me.
It's also the only one with a plastic bowl - so practical as it will bounce rather than shatter if I drop it.
Tonight I shall use to whip the butter and sugar for a chocolate cake - it's the perfect size for creaming these ingredients.
But cycling home last night with the booty in my backpack I have decided this is it - seven is enough for any keen cook.
