by Kal
A year and a half ago, while helping my previous roommate's parents downsize their domicile, my roommate's mom offered me her stand mixer. She warned me that it was old and had a very large footprint but still worked great. I was exhausted from helping out, so I said "sure" without even looking -- I didn't own a stand mixer, so I knew whatever type it was, I'd be pleased.
And then for a year and a half, the box sat unopened in storage while my living situation, and then my ability to reach my storage unit, fluctuated. Finally, tonight, I opened that sucker up.
Oh. My. God.
I don't know the proper terminology for this, but you know how most mixers have the mixy part in the center of the bowl, and certain snazzy mixers have an arm that actually rotates the mixy part around the bowl? This is the latter. It also has some sort of ridiculous capacity I won't even guess at. And it has a dough hook. AND it has a timer function. I am not kidding. You can set it to mix something for 18 minutes and then stop. It's a freakin' robot mixer.
I shall call it Gort.
