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Yes, I’ve swallowed.

In March 2008, I wrote a post about my brother “The brother of the Thermomix. A year later I published it again because something had changed, then the post was titled “An attacker in my kitchen.” I’d rant a lot about the Thermomix, or rather of their environment. So much so that one day my daughter-in-law  Anna, brought home the Thermomix of his mother, a typical example of someone who bought a separate, not cheap, only to: a) melting chocolate, b) one or two cakes a year.

So you can test it, said

The Thermomix was home about a year. More than enough time to assess their strengths and weaknesses. In March, the mother of Anna, suddenly wanted to get his Thermomix which returned to its place of origin, leaving a void a deep void in my kitchen. Since then more than one occasion I’ve looked on E-bay, Segonamá and similar sites trying to exploit the crisis. The Thermomix is a luxury and may in time of crisis …

Ja! no, no. Thermomix few models I found were old and had to pay in cash, which is normal in times of crisis, but I’m also in crisis

A few days before my last trip to Switzerland I met Marion, with whom I had only spoken on the phone.

Hello are you Mariona

If

Hey you sell Thermomix truth. Well, I want one.

Do you want a demonstration?

No, nothing like that, I want the Thermomix and I want to pay without noticing.

And that is, occupying a presidential site in my kitchen. A place that she has earned in the few days I’ve been “playing” with it. For now, that’s true I did not notice the payment simply because I did not pay that will be in March.

By that time, I guess she will have become a must in my kitchen, now nearly so.

The problem, or not, is with its arrival, at least in part, ended the recipes step-by-step because the steps are reduced in a way that it is sometimes difficult to believe.

NO, NO, I have not been selling Thermomix, but if you want a salesperson, I know one who takes her work very seriously because since I have the Thermomix at home, Mariona has bombarded me, via e-mail with recipes and more recipes, each more appetizing which in time I’ll try. So do not be surprised if over time my recipes turn, never better, around the Thermomix blades