This gadget was supposed to make everything OK.Somehow, by the power invested in Giada De Laurentiis, this food processor was supposed to magically transform me from a kitchen-challenged oaf into the Italian beauty herself. I had visions of whipping up the perfect pesto, so good in fact that my boyfriend (a known cheese-hater, except for mozzarella) would marvel at the delicate texture of fresh basil, pine nuts and parmesan cheese.
I had such high hopes for me and my food processor. I thought we'd be the perfect team. But she and I have barely looked at each other.
Well aware of my kitchen diva aspirations, my boyfriend bought me a food processor for Christmas. I never opened it. It was nice. Manufactured by Black & Decker. But we live in a rather small apartment so I wasn't sure where to stash it once I opened the box. So I didn't.
Then a miracle happened.
