Behold, my new "Classic Digital Food Steamer", at once a contradiction in terms and my latest small appliance acquisition. Just like the George Foreman Grill (which I don't own) and the residence hot pot (which I did), this is another gadget for those with lots of counter space and not enough pots, gizmo addiction and a blind eye to functionality. As if I'm really going to drag this thing out of its box, stick it on the counter, and go through the scrubbing afterwards to steam eight eggs to hard-boiled perfection all at once. That's a lot of cholesterol, not to mention a couple of gassy days at least.
It would help if I had the mad skills and kitchen space of my Aunt Dora:
Check out the table on the left -- my Uncle Phillip made that in his spare time. And that's my Mum, in all her home-sewn fleece glory.
