Object of affection

Happy Valentine's Day!

If you came here expecting hearts and candies, you're outta luck. DPaul and I do not really observe Valentine's Day, or at least not with the kind of fervor that maybe we once did when we first started dating. Or maybe we didn't. It's been a long time.

Not that I haven't had love and affection on the brain lately. I had the opportunity to express my devotion to an item in our kitchen for Leite's Culinaria -- not a favorite item, per se, but favored, an item that has endeared itself to my heart. I wrote about our kitchen table. It's a tale of passion and conflict, and there's a happy ending to boot. Check it out. 

It's not the first time I've written a mash note to an inanimate object. Time was, I used to wax rhapsodic about kitchen products all the time, from wooden spatulas to Popeners, and during my time writing for social shopping site ThisNext, I even wrote a potboiler to Recchiuti fleur de sel caramels. But can you really blame me? 

At any rate, I'm thrilled and honored to be in such good company along with such other luminaries as David Lebovitz, Clotilde Dusoulier, Monica Bhide and many others. 

What kitchen item has your undying devotion?