Back in December my wife had finally had it with our huge salad spinner. It wasn’t being used, and it was taking up too much space.
I moved in with my wife in July, and space quickly became an issue as I moved in all my junk. We made several piles destined for the charity shop. The spinner was one of these outcasts.
The night before the exportation of said contraption, Raven–my blogging sister–made this impassioned post about the finest piece of gadgetry she had ever used! Her salad spinner! It was wonderful! It was great! It made life simpler and more effective! It saved money! Get a salad spinner today! Read the blog here… trust me, you’ll be convinced. I was.
I swiftly whisked the salad spinner from the Pile of Doom, and saved it from excommunication to the charity shop.
That was December. This is March. I have used it once. It was inconvenient. It created more dishes to wash. It’s still too large for our kitchen, and our shelf.
It is now consigned to the charity shop. Good-bye.
Doctor Nogrod gives the salad spinner a 0!