My parents gave me their KitchenAid mixer a year ago. They aren’t really appliance people and I actually can’t remember them ever using it. You might expect that I started using it the minute I brought it home. But you would be wrong. It’s older than I am, and appliances that are old enough to purchase alcohol make me nervous. I was worried I would break it, or that I would turn it on and discover it didn’t actually work, or that…actually, just those two things. So it sat on the bottom shelf of my appliance cupboard for almost a year. Last month, I was making marshmallows, and you absolutely need a stand mixer for the marshmallows I was making, so I finally pulled it out. You’d think I would have taken it easy for the first run since I was so worried about breaking it and all. Not so much. The recipe I was using had several reviews stating that it had caused massive KitchenAid destruction. But it worked, and the marshmallows didn’t cause its twenty-one year old motor to die, so now I use it a lot. This weekend I did something I’ve been wanting to do since I got it, and made bread.






