Daily Archives: April 3, 2013
I remember watching my grandma’s fancy stand mixer turn out amazing breads, cakes and pies. I’d stand on a chair mesmerized by the constant motion and *whirr*whirr* sound it made.
It was thirty pounds of metal and white porcelain, a Kitchenaid by Hobart, and it was magical.
I grew up and in my
poverty frugality decided I could make do with a $10 hand mixer.
The Kitchenaid was never far from my mind, though.
Recently we finally paid off the grocery debts from feeding four teenagers for…umm…ever, and now visions of a pretty butteryummy yellow Kitchenaid stand mixer have been dancing in my head.
Naturally, I posed the question of getting one to my husband.
Hubby: How much does one of those cost?
Me: Oh, three-hundred something.
Hubby: *gasps*chokes* WHAT?
Me: Are you okay?
Hubby: Yes, I just could have sworn you said you wanted to spend $300 on a mixer.
Me: I did.
Hubby: Are you completely insane?
Me: Yes, but what does that have to do with a mixer?
Hubby: No, I mean are you insane enough to think I’d agree to spending $300 on a mixer?
And so began hubby’s endless pursuit to convince me that at $350 (as I later found out) no mixer is worth it, unless it churns out real fecking gold…by the pound.
He dug through every post, review, sale, and blurb he could about the Kitchenaid Stand Mixer.
He found it.
Apparently, when the Hobart Corporation sold it’s interest in the Kitchenaid mixer (and other items), to Whirlpool Corporation in the 1980’s something happened. And it wasn’t a good thing.
What had once been a damn-near indestructible hunk of metal and porcelain was now metal and plastic/nylon – specifically the gears – and that means it breaks.
When Hubby told me this, I had to concede that if I was going to by a stand mixer with a limited life I could buy a $100 one and be just as happy, and less likely to get stabbity when it does break, than I would be if I spent $350.
So, another sweet childhood memory and lifelong dream bites the dust.
Unless………I think I’ll see if Ican convince Hubby to put as much effort into finding a vintage working Kitchenaid stand mixer as he did in finding a reason not to buy a new one.