16 July 2010

Cold Feet

I certainly can appreciate the convenience offered by the 1920 Len-A-Dor. Many is the time I've been caught with platters of molded gelatin salad in both hands, and was completely flummoxed as to how to open the refrigerator door—but, unlike the unfortunate lass above, I at least have counters in my kitchen upon which to rest said jiggly dishes. I do envy her grace as she [in pumps, no less] angles her toe upon the pedal that will spring open the fridge. Let's hope the cabinets arrive soon.

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