The first time I saw the Thermomix, I was fairly rational. “I have a food processor. I have a mixer. I have an oven. I don’t need to spend the baby’s milk money on yet-another-kitchen-gadget.” So I put it out of my mind.
Then I saw it in another friends’ kitchen. And another. And another.
Now wait just a damn minute. These guys are not “stuff” collectors. They only buy things that are practical (for the most part). You don’t see many Spaniards with garages-full of junk they paid for and never used. So there must be something to this, right?
So I watched, and asked questions. “Do you really use this, or does it just take up space?” (The question is leading on purpose — Please Tell Me I Don’t Need This!)
“Oh, MY! I couldn’t live without it! I use it all the time — for EVERYTHING!”
Then the justifications started. “Well, we spent $1,000 on a couch that we never sit on. And there’s that scooter in the garage that cost $2,000 and we only ride it a handful of times a year.
And I’d use this all the time.”
I know, I know. Why do I feel the need to justify? I work hard. I earned that money. I can spend it however I want to. But still, a kitchen machine that costs 10x what my stand mixer cost? Really? Can it be that good?
Well, as of yesterday, we’re going to find out. I made myself feel better by saving the money little by little over several months. And yesterday I took a big, deep breath, and filled out the order form, faxed it in, and had a UPS confirmation within an hour. Wow! These guys are GOOD! So I’m takin’ that as a good sign. This Thermomix thing was meant to be…