An Achievement

I recently achieved a goal I didn't even know I had; I have now acquired enough kitchen gadgets to cause the drawer I keep them in to jam every time I open and close it. The latest addition, a garlic press, only added to the unholy jumble. It dawned on me that growing up we always had a drawer exactly like this, always getting stuck with that small plastic spatula, or the careworn wooden stirring spoon, perhaps the potato masher which has led a long idle existence. You can never have enough of these types of things. I'm feel a certain nostalgic twinge now every time the damn drawer jams at some critical moment.