Megan McArdle who is ”a senior editor for The Atlantic who writes about business and economics” is using her very influential pulpit at The Atlantic to share pictures of her new kitchen which had to be constructed to house her $15oo slicer/dicer/high powered Bechamel pump and also to make up for the trauma visited upon the McSudermans at their previous home where the … wine fridge was located in the kitchen! I know! I too was once sad that I lived in a refrigerator box in an alley and ate food out of a dumpster until I met a woman whose wine refrigerator was inconveniently located in the kitchen.
Anyway, McMegan is using the post as an example of how to stretch the money (finance!) to create a suitable environment in which to display all your awesome kitchen paraphernalia for your readers to admire even though you seem to have the culinary skills of a ten year-old Girl Scout attempting to acquire her baking badge.
I look forward to a follow-up post where McMegan admits that she overpaid the handyman by $7000 because her calculator had irritable bowel syndrome that day…
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I just want to add that what cracks me up about McMegan’s kitchen/foodie posts is that all available evidence seems to indicate that her manchild McSuederman, when not penning articles defending big business, spends his time squatting in his video game rocker chair playing Xbox 360 while McMegan is clattering about in her kitchen nirvana whipping up a mango gastrique to go with his Tater-Tots.





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Unless you’re opening a restaurant, why the hell do you need to hang 40 saucepans in your kitchen?
Sorry can’t stay and type – the trusses for the new bedroom & bath addition are coming and I want to be there when they arrive. You know how, in ‘nicer homes’, people actually have competent contractors who know what to do and how to do it? Some day little Missy Megan may find one of those kind of pepole for herself. Manly men, doing manly things, with hammers and saws and power tools. Still, since she is a complete fool, she probably won’t recognise one when she sees him.
The trusses are coming, the trusses are coming!
For two people…
To show you have them? (And I so admire her inability to hang the damn curtains up high enough so that they don’t have six inches on top of the counter, there to soak up every bit of spilled milk, burned oil and flour that gets flung about in her hasty efforts to ‘cook’.)
I think she murdered the Tin Man.
Clearly she must be vertically challenged … oh, wait
She has a sad because the wine refrigerator’s in the kitchen? Where else do you put the wine refrigerator? the butler’s pantry?
The thing I noticed most is how colorless the new-n-improved kitchen is.
It suits her.
Who the hell puts their good china in the dishwasher????????
Excuse me, but you just insulted 10 year old Girl Scouts.
Why the hell do you even need to own that many?
I want to see the secret room for her EZ-Bake ovens.
You just know that is where all the cooking is done. The rest is just for show.
I think she wants to be showcased on on A&E
Call me an lout who doesn’t read Architectural Digest, but i think that sink looks ridiculous.
A wine fridge…in the kitchen? The horror….
I had not seen that video before. I really wish I hadn’t. But seriously, she could use those ears for 2 quart measuring cups–well, after the turn of the 20th century when standard measures came into American kitchens because you know, in my greatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreat Grandmother’s time, they would have had to use the spleen of a ferret and that was just like so, nasty but now let’s look at this penguin on the telly…
The fact that she gets paid for this is only slightly more disturbing than the fact that she’s paid to write that other twaddle.
dahhhling, if you have to ask…
I suppose that sink that seems to be two sizes too large for the counter top might have some practical benefits, but it looks goofy as hell.
Cripes, curiosity killed the cat…but y’all’s snarky comments are tempting me to go over there and actually click on the video….
i actually clicked through. what a mess. geez, pony up and pay a professional oh ye galtian overlords.
also, too, i think she mentions that she and her hubby are tall 5 times.
I believe that is the same sink grandma had on the back pouch for grandpa to clean fish in.
As for the rest of it, before and after… most single wides have better amenities.
Uh-oh – didn’t read it all…too too long, but for once, I’m having some sympathy with mcMegan. Maybe that’s because her description of the lethal dishwasher and the pictures and description of the reason it wasn’t properly attached is eerily like an experience of my own.
My ex decided some years ago we should move back to his childhood home because it was available (and lots cheaper). I hated that house, but hated the one we lived in, too; well, let’s avoid that turn in the road.
FIL (now living with grandson, leaving house empty) was already remodeling. But: he hired the son of a friend. Leaving us living in the worst remodeling disaster I’ve ever seen.
Yup, the dishwasher slid out…it wasn’t screwed into the counter, it wasn’t properly connected to the water pipes, it wasn’t…I can’t even remember all of it.
And that’s just the beginning.
OTOH, when we got to the picture of the “world’s biggest dorm fridge,” she lost me again.
Has she ever even visited someone in Manhattan? Their fridges are dorm-size; really – three-feet high. The one in the pic appears to be about the size of the one I am forced to live with for the last nine years. Because I do actually cook and buy fresh veggies and stuff, I could use a little bit more space inside my fridge, but it ain’t a dorm fridge.
Sheesh. The bubble these folks live in.
Ms. Megan isn’t going to like my commment:
You know what is great about the free market? Now that you’ve ruined your wood counter tops, and totally screwed up the kitchen, you can pay someone to replace the maintenance/safety nightmare you created!!!
First, the long-term maintenance problem. The polyurethane you put over the stain will start to delaminate. You will have to fix it repeatedly. Further, water will end up working through the cracks/delaminations and you’re going to get some rather weird under-the-coating stains and bubbles.
Second, the toxic counters. The stain, which you didn’t describe beyond color, seems to be a Minwax commercial wood stain. Congratulations, it’s toxic and full of carcinogens and is prohibited from use in a commercial kitchen and as anyone who took woodworking in 7th grade can tell you, you DO NOT STAIN WOOD YOU ARE USING IN FOOD PREPARATION AREAS BECAUSE THE STAIN IS TOXIC. As far as I know, there are NO non-toxic wood stains. What you SHOULD have done is found out what you could do. Both Behlen and General Finishes make products called Salad Bowl Finish which you can use to seal your counters and NOT POISON YOURSELF.
Third, design flaws. It appears your counters have gaps. Great place for cockroaches, food waste and other filth issues. You did this in a restaurant and the health department would shut you down.
There are more flaws. But I’m only dealing with the toxic, life-threatening, cancer-causing, food-born-illness flaws.
So, honestly, your kitchen is a disaster. Typical of a know-nothing who thinks because they have an education in one area and consider themselves ‘smart’ they can just do what they want. Regardless of the fact that you actually need what the heck you’re doing before you do it…
Oh, and please DO NOT TILE them when you try to handyman the mess you’ve created. The grout will start leaking and the substrate will rot. I’ve ripped out too many of those filthy, rotten counters in ‘remodeling homes’ I’ve bought. Complete nasty messes…
Speaking as a life-long re-modeler/renovator of old homes… You’d have been better off just getting new formica counter-tops. Serviceable. Light. And they’re easy to clean and durable. And even people like you, way in over their heads, can do a decent enough job with them…
Of course, no one their age took wood shop in 7th grade. Tsk, another disaster produced by the dumbing down of our school system.
Gaps in counters…do not get me started. Re: former FIL’s house – gaps at every connection. Impossible to clean. Grrr. Grr. Got one in this apt, too…I try; the gap is bigger and I can actually get a broom in there, but….
Why would anybody want wooden counters to begin with? Yup, when my ex (who actually had some skills with saw and screwdriver, the which he developed further) began to try fixing the disaster, he ripped off whatever the idiots (as we fondly came to call the friend’s son & “crew”) had put on and replaced with cheap formica laminate. Ugly, but it was still attached when I moved out.
Oh, and probably you all know this, but my FIL was a kindly man, who liked to help people out, esp. friends and family: don’t hire the family of a friend, or friend of the family, unless they really are a professional. We were allowed to say nothing to the idiot, or his parents (who lived 3 houses away) about the idiot’s incompetence, let alone sue the f*er’s ass for our costs (not to mention pain and suffering. I was still very ill, just out of the hospital, when we moved into this disaster.)
Thanks, I thought I was the only one who noticed. Actually, it might explain why all her posts (both cooking-related and otherwise) read like a Martian wrote them.
I have never before clicked on a McMEgan link; the snippets of text have always been more than enough for me, but this time I had to go look. What a frickin’ disaster, before AND after the “remodel”. As for her and her man-child being poisoned by stain and polyurethane on countertops, where’s the tragedy?
Though what really stands out for me is just what a self-centered twit McMEgan is; does she really think people want to read page after page of her remodel stories? It has the distinct air of sitting around with a bunch of old biddies who want to discuss every single detail of their various operations and illnesses. Urk.
Sigh. Actually just skimmed thru the comments – no one yet seems to have pointed out that staining food counters is a bad idea. Moseszd, you didn’t post over there? Maybe you should, save their lives and all that…
(there is some discussion in comments of the time and effort of staining..poisonous effects of, not so much)
I guess I’m a sucker for kitchen porn, too. Discovered hgtv during recovery from near-fatal illness…that was in their remodeling, painting, faux finishes, crafts, redesign without spending a dime days, before the housing bubble turned them into House Hunters 24-7.
Well, that’s 20 saucepans each. It’s all so clear now…
McCurdler talks about ‘the tiny refrigerator, which the husband and I referred to as the “My First Fridge”‘, which is in fact a full-sized fridge that got replaced with one of those chrome double-door gargantuan efforts that, I suppose, is necessary to store eighteen gallons of bechamel in various states of decomposition.
And for contrast’s fucking sake: Mark Bittman’s kitchen.
Oh, that must be it! Hadn’t thought of that. I also thought–”dorm size?” Dorm-size must’ve changed a lot since my roommate and I hid ours in our closet (they were illegal then). But I still see the same size in stores in late summer….
Oh, and moseszd did post his news about the staining…perhaps his tone was a bit harsh.. I dunno, but wait’ll you see her response….
“I don’t prepare food by cutting it on my counter,”
Huh? Does she hold a cutting board in the air with one hand, and the knife in the other? Oh, wait, it’s the $1500 blender/processor/stove—it does EVERYTHING!
Way to destroy the little bit of sympathy I had developed for you, mcMegan, under the guise of a fellow human being.
RE: the counters – mineral oil & beeswax are the finishes of choice for wood in utensils or on food prep surfaces. She could have purchased laminate post-form counters for a lot less and avoided all the toxic issues as well as the gaps.
I actually like farmhouse-style sinks; the problem with the one she’s got is they tried to jerry-rig it into a sink base cabinet made for a regular drop-in or undermount sink, which you can see from the hacked-up drawer front. It looks retarded.
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If you email me, I will give you the name of my Contractor Guy – 3 years running, Best Home Renovator in teh country. He noes what he’s doing. He is utterly invaluable.
Pseud, thanks for the link to the Bittman article. What a REAL cook says about kitchens and paraphernalia:
Question: So why do so many people think a nice kitchen will solve their cooking woes?
Bittman: Maybe it’s like what you said. You use your crummy kitchen as an excuse not to cook. Maybe it’s like saying, “I can’t exercise in the winter because I don’t have an elliptical trainer.” I once cooked for six months in what amounted to a basement with a hot plate, microwave and a refrigerator and sink.
Oh, that’s sweet. But I rent now, so any contracting to be done ain’t mine to order or pay for. And the old place..well, that’s my ex’s problem.
The only real irritation here is that gap between stove and counter, but it’s not so terrible. The space(whole kitchen, I mean) is a little bigger than Mark Bittman’s, but I like that.
One of the things I hated about the ex’s place is that that kitchen was big, and made bigger, with the fridge and stove so far apart that walking back and forth were enough to tire you out, yet there was no counter next to the fridge to set down anything heavy while, say, opening the door. Nope, I like being able to take three steps from sink to fridge to stove, and back.
Very kind of you to offer, though. (Would he travel? Or have I forgotten and you’re in my neighborhood?)
He likes to travel – but more, he probably knows somebody in your neighbourhood who’ll do you proud. There’s this weird brotherhood of Good Contractors – you just have to find the first one and everything else follows.
Things I don’t understand: She and her husband make a boatload of money, and they settled for half-ass measures and amateur workmanship to save a couple of bucks. Why not just hire a decent contractor to do the whole thing, or if they really wanted to do the work themselves, why didn’t they do some research first? Libraries and bookstores are loaded with how-to books; some reading and forethought could have led to much better results instead of the mash up they now have. And they could have learned things like not to stain the counters.
More Bittman:
I actually donated a handful of pans at the end of last year because they were gathering dust at the back of a cupboard. Frankly, if I had the choice, I’d dump the microwave and make more space, and if I could switch down to a Euro-width stove and an under-the-counter fridge, I’d do that too. Alas, I’d be overruled on those decisions.
Say, this bechamel is absolutely flawless!
What a pretentious sack of shitstain she is.
$1500 slicer/dicer/high powered Bechamel pimp…oh, that’s pump. I thought you were referring to McMegan herself there for a second. A wine fridge located in the kitchen…the horror…the horror. Let’s see, dishwasher not being fastened securely to the countertop? I wonder if these fuckwits have ever heard of these handy fastening devices called longer larger screws, which may be installed with the aid of two other devices called a drill and a screwdriver. Or possibly a composite wood putty to fill in the old holes…I mean, call me sil, but if I couldn’t figure that problem out I’d think twice about starting on a kitchen remodel.
McArgleBargle doesn’t know the first goddamned thing about making money stretch. Anyone who is (competently or not) embarking on a kitchen remodel is not making money stretch. Making money stretch is when you’re deciding which bill you can afford to let go for a week so you can buy groceries, something that this pretentious ass has never had to deal with and never will.
I’d go on, but after reading that twittle (i.e.; complete horseshit emitted by a twit), I’m rapidly losing my will to live.
Bet you’re right. I wouldn’t know…those were my only two ventures in what we loosely call “owning”…actually, the owning was all done by me ex and and his dad, and what I wanted had no influence, since I wasn’t the owner.
Doubt I will ever own again, and I like being able to call the landlord and say, hey, this needs doing, and you pay for it and schedule it and find the people to do it.
Also, too – McMegan’s lack of self-awareness in regard to her economic status is almost Romney-esque.
For fifty points, any guesses as to the favorite candidate of this pretentious fool?
Because you consistently fuck up the first 39 times?
Real ‘mericans call that a “Freedom pump“
if you click on the “stainless steel” link in the article that “share pictures of her new kitchen” leads you to, you will find an article on how ridiculous McMeghan thinks stainless steel appliances are.
Tough? You want to hear about tough? I had to build a new parking structure to house my fleet of Ferraris! Now that, my friends, is tough.
Is that the new kitchen, because it’s kind of ugly; I’d ask for a refund.
Oh golly gee. I have so much to add to this post and so late to the game. I can’t possible wait long enough to read all the prior comments.
What’s the second most useless thing in a McMansion?
A: The other 5 burners on the commercial stove.
(Hint: the first most useless thing is the whirlpool bath.)
mango gastrique to go with his Tater-Tots
Hilarious!
I can’t picture this woman having marital relations. Maybe it’s her lizard-like features…
WRT fridges. Here’s a true story. Dateline about 5 years ago. Savannah H&G tour with dear, now departed friend, also historic house buff.
Savannah organizes tours of private houses in neighborhoods within walking distances.
(A serious tour de force before I get to the mockery. Really a wonderment about how they can get so many private home owners to open their houses to gawkers like me.)
BC the neighborhoods are walking distances, each one (4+ options during 4-day event) is of a diff income category. None are poor, all are house proud, but some are in the $hundred thousand range and some in the $millions.
In the latter range by the time my friend & I got through the third house we had a terminal case of giggles. Every one had a plexiglas door, under-the-counter-wine cooler in the butler’s pantry.
Well, if your good china is Melmac from Wal-Mart… (It would be irresponsible not to speculate about Ms. McCurdle’s good china.)
Marital a typo? Did you mean martial?
Oh Marion, plz contribute to my 55. You surely have some priceless anecdotes.
gwpda, i was interested in your comment about the fraternity of contractors.
and i would love to email you. but i can’t seem to find your email address.
would you please furnish.
thnx
Mr. Bogg:
Well put.
And in her case, it should be called a WHINE fridge.
Back about 30ish years ago when I was still in NYC we redid the kitchen in our apartment and put in about 8 running feet of maple butcher block counter. (Weird kitchen — VERY long and VERY narrow.) It was heaven, but I’m a Capricorn and kept that place clean enough to actually use without poisoning anyone. I don’t quite see Ms. McCurdle actually, you know, CLEANING.
30 years ago the industrial food corps didn’t have enough political power to poison us.
With all due respect what is the point of this post except to needless insult the woman in the story? Seriously what is the point? Because she has money. So apparently as a liberal you are supposed to be poor?
One of the worst posts ive seen on this site. Seriously.
YMMV
[snort] And then we got to go and have cocktails in plastic glasses! Just to see how the real folks live… [cackle]
Thanks for the remembrances from the way back machine.
Well explain to me what she did to deserve this? Seriously. All i see here is hypicrosy from the people on fdl. So please enlighten me. Is she the one thats a hypocrite. Is she an obamabot or something. I know nothing about his woman and see comments that i find vile.
Thanks for coming. Please don’t let the door strike you in the butt on your way out.
Our dear Ms. McCurdle is a disgrace, and one of the 2 reasons (the other being The Pasty Little Putz, whose name I will never type) that I canceled my subscription to The Atlantic. A “finance” writer who can’t figure out how decimal points work…
I’m sure TBogg will give your concerns all the respect that they merit. Have a pleasant evening.
Thanks for insulting me in response. I know nothing about the atlantic. Now that youve explained it to me i understand it. Although to be honest i still find it overboard frankly. Mainly because none of the comments here make any sense and really are are just abuse. But hey so be it.
By the way Marion thank you for being so disresectful to me. Seriously. Im so glad i can count on the FDl community to treat me well. Not!
Well, you said that “I know nothing about this woman,” and instead of, oh, I don’t know, maybe trying to find out why a snark blog would be snarky about her, you decided to call our comments “vile.” And accuse us of “hypicrosy.” While you’re researching Ms. McCurdle you might want to consider spell checking. Which this site actually does FOR you, should you choose to pay attention.
Sorry but youre simply not worth my time to even reply to anymore. Might be nice if you project your anger about your life towards someone else though. Also i said that while i appreciate your explaining things i still find this post and the comments over the top. Im actually going to report this post to the moderator as i really think it serves no purpose on this site or the overall discussion at all.
So thanks for making me decide that!
Quaking in our boots, we are.
Look–find me a more self-absorbed post in the entire blogosphere. I dare you. I double-dare you. That’s what TBogg is making fun of here and with regards to Ms. McCardle, there is much to be made fun of.
Emphasis on the word ‘fun’. If I wrote something as self-absorbed as this (perish the thought), I would hope someone would take me down a notch or two.
Sorry. I just had to laugh.
To bring you up to speed… McMegan is the putative finance and economics editor at The Atlantic despite her lack of credentials in those disciplines. Instead, she is an apologist for big pharma and Wall St for which she is handsomely paid which she reminds her readers of constantly by flaunting her “stuff”, by which I mean expensive and generally unnecessary consumer items.
She also fancies herself quite the cook.
She is loathsome beyond words. Not that that stops me from trying to describe her…
As for your delicate sensibilities being inflamed by this post, get over yourself. You picked the wrong cantina to stumble into…
Ding!!!
ANd she goes on and on and on and on and on. What drivel. Who reads this crap?
OT: Large settlement with the banks is being announced….
You need to know that Mr Bogg and Ms McCheese go way back.
I recall a calculator….
It’s kinda sweet that you may have picked up a tame little troll. Attaturk has one who shows up every morning to get spanked. Sorry I fed this one.
I’m thinking “third-party-please” might be a code name for the category Mr McSuederman spends his time trolling on Craigslist…. Perhaps “other duties as assigned” includes defending his maid’s honor on dishonorable pro-abortion anti-Romney blogs like this one.
yes, the atlantic. there was a time when it was a journal of some thoughtfulness.
but was it when lewis lapham left that it became a fatuous periodical for i don’t know whom?
i do know this that james fallows is one of its stalwarts. and that is enough of a reason to terminate a subscription. which i did.
just listen to his enshrined pulpit on npr’s weekend edition. tell me, have you ever heard more bloviating elsewhere?
thirdpartyplease seems to object to the public service provided by TBogg in helping prevent people from being made even dumber by McGargle than they already are.
Guarantees every one of them has to be washed before it’s used, as well as after.
What the heck does she think cupboards with doors are for?
or Tool Time.
PonchoLefty’s back and just as fuckin’ stoopid as before.
Norm Abrams would not be amused.
She’d probably put one of those pans down on the Formica right after taking it off the stove, ‘just for an instant while I get the trivet’ and end uyp with scorched Formica.
Please get with it,
smoothjazz
You probably don’t want an under-counter fridge. They’re usually not well-built (mostly plastic inside), and they’re not frost-free, which means you have to defrost every two or three weeks. I lived with one for seven years….
ROFL!
My parents never got to the level of butcher-block countertops. They kept it to a single table. Which was at most mineral-oiled, after my father got through rebuilding it so it would hold up to any normal level of use. (Countertops? Formica. Because they’re easy to take care of.)
Doesn’t get that this place specializes in snark. Just like the one the other day.
Didn’t I read a post almost exactly like this a few days ago? My advice from then applies here.
Ah, I see Tbogg made my post superfluous.
Butcher-block countertops are what the kids in shop class made who were too inept to make ash trays.
Maybe we can start an email campaign for Ms McArdle to get her own program on a new channel conveniently placed between the food channel and the comedy channel.
Never heard of these people – Megan and Suderman – before reading this post. Followed the links to read some of the stuff both write. GFG
What does any of this have to do with Lisa Loopner, pictured above?
…and what does she make for dinner?
Reservations.
Not in the US, true. There are some very nice ones in EuroSocialismLand — where kitchen space is limited, people don’t generally need huge fridges, and the demand is there. (Same with small washing machines.)
O/T
Let me add my thanks for the Bittman link. His kitchen set-up is identical to my daughter’s in her five-story walk-up in Brooklyn, down to the window size and position. I bet I could tell you where his fridge is (just to the right of the counter in the picture) and about the small, jury-rigged “counter” on the wall behind him (and also the door in the same wall, which goes into the living room). But the meals my daughter and her partner cook in that space — and on poor student funds! They, too, would like to have a food processor (on perpetual offer as a big present) but just don’t have room. (Instead, they’ve become whizzes with the knife, sharpened the old-fashioned way — good knife as big present, at least! — accompanied by a penny, of course).
Bittman may not, however, have the door into the public hallway my duo have (his photographer would have his back to this door, permanently locked now). When their building was built (my guess, some time in the late 19th c.), their kitchen space was designed to serve as a kitchen for the whole building (so they’ve been told by their, well, interesting landlord/building owner) — some kind of stove was there, I presume, and a proper kitchen sink. A communal space. Each apartment was lucky to have its own bathroom –tiny as those were (and are), they had (have) room for a bathtub. A step up from the bathtub in the “living room” (which my brother’s apt. on the lower East side still had, back in the 60′s — the toilet and only sink in that apt. were in a kind of “closet”).
Though come to think of it, are the bathroom spaces in all these buildings add-ons? At least the toilet part? My daughter’s window, unlike Bittman’s, looks out onto an interior courtyard (gloriously overgrown and wild). Maybe that’s where the outhouses once were. In Britain, blocks were still organized around outhouses in interior “courtyards,” in cities like Liverpool and Manchester, as late as the early 1950′s. At least in NYC, some kind of toilet plumbing may have been installed pretty early (I think it’s the same plumbing there today, unfortunately!).
Ah, my nostalgia for old NY! I’ll plug (not for the first time) Jeremiah’s Vanishing New York.
McMegan, scion of a real estate mogul (or something — oh, I forgot, of “real academics”), has no idea. About anything.
“I too was once sad that I lived in a refrigerator box in an alley and ate food out of a dumpster until I met a woman whose wine refrigerator was inconveniently located in the kitchen.”
Tsk Tsk. Poor Megan, the horror of having a wine bottle cooler in the kitchen. My 100 bottle cooler for my reds is in our kitchen because it works best there and is most convenient. Where should it really go Megan? The basement? The bathroom? Ever hear of function over form?
In reality, I’d bet Megan doesn’t know white zin from Chateauneuf and just wanted to make sure that her ignorance was not discovered while she wowed her guests with her cooking utensils and her kitchen design “prowess” sans wine. Pretentious people like her are such a pain in the ass.
it never ever occurred to me that anyone would have a separate fridge for wine. Why? Won’t the box fit in her regular one?
It’s because of people like you that TBogg can’t keep trolls. You made this one cry and now it’s going to tell the moderator. Next it’ll ban you from the Internets. For life!
Yeah, Marion! You’re the reason we can’t have nice things!!
You’re thinking of Althouse, who actually has the Franzia plumbed into the water dispenser.
Wine fridges are meant to keep the bottles around 55F for “cellar” temperature and 46F for chilling whites, when a basement or pantry or closet with a bit of styrofoam often does the job well enough without wasting energy: it’s not as if she’s keeping a case of Romanée-Conti in there.
The place I was lucky enough to be able to buy last year has butcher block counters in the kitchen, and I’ve been loving them. I still use cutting boards on top of them so I don’t hack them up too much, but I don’t worry about stains. That all said, any recommendations on what I should use to treat the counters? How often?
Have you asked Tim Tebow to lay his hands on them?
What? Huh? That’ll leave bloody stains?
Mineral oil. I have no idea how often they should be treated. Do an application, allow it soak in & if it all soaks in, re-apply & so forth, until it won’t absorb any more. Wipe up excess, come back in a couple of months and see if it will soak up any more. If not, try again at 6 months, and so on, until you determine how long to go between applications.
what no one has pointed out is that people who do kitchen renovations on the cheap and have overpriced appliances are idiots. monies spent on expensive food processors, high tech ceramic chef knives and wine refrigerators could be spent on a contractor who knows wtf they’re doing. it’s like spending your rent money on a cadillac escalade and then sleeping in it.
Is is just the lighting, or is the window over the sink bricked up? Such a view!
I think plenty of us have pointed out what idjits the McSudermen are, in many colorful ways. Penny-wise, pound foolish they are.
“Im actually going to report this post to the moderator as i really think it serves no purpose on this site or the overall discussion at all.”
Me too! Me TOOOOOOOOOO! ALSO!
Stop being so meeeaaaannn to McAddlepated! waaah, unfair! /s
Heh, as if
Tbogg“the moderator” hadn’t alreadywrittenseen the post.Aren’t trolls just the cutest things?
I love how they come to a well known snark site, act like a sanctimonious twit, and then express shock and horror when the commenters hand them their stultified little heads in a bag.
I did wonder how this got up to [over] 114 comments. Thanks, “3rdpp”!
you wanna cookie?
We’ve been putting our 40 year old Lenox china in the dishwasher for years. Still looks like it did when we got it as a wedding present.
We don’t use it often, but it has withstood the test of time.
I know I’m a tad late on this thread, but I just had to note that no real cook would view that kitchen as functional.
It’s horribly laid out and there’s almost NO counter space at all. No one who likes to cook to eat, rather than to show off their fancy gadgets, would view that re-mod as a success.
(There’s also the toxic counter tops, but that’s been covered upthread).
Maybe the contractor forgot to adjust a decimal point …
“…and an aesthetic that leans towards functional rather than elegant.”
What a horrible fucking kitchen. What if you had to cook something in there?
Sure! Oh, wait, thought you said nookie.
Even worse, what if McMegan got all liquored up and tried to seduce you in there!
GAAAAAAH!!11!1!
I know the oxygen in this thread has pretty much been used up but I can’t help but share something I noticed when I revisited MacArdle’s kitchen epic (I was just trying to find the name of a cleaner one of her commenters recommended for using on grout…honest).
Read only the first sentence or phrase of each paragraph of her tome consecutively. Incredibly (or not), the full meaning (and by “meaning” I mean “excuse to grind through her tortured prose”) of the piece remains intact. Perhaps I should point this out to her editor, assuming she has one.
Anyhow, back to Shakira…