Rest in Peace, My Love

Tragedy struck the Bartz household this weekend when a beloved family member succumbed to a prolonged illness while making mashed potatoes.

The food processor - or Choppy, as it liked to be called - was born in a KitchenAid factory and was given to the Bartzes for their wedding. Choppy and the wife quickly formed a bond that few women have with their kitchen appliances, and they were soon inseparable. Choppy was very good at his job, especially making guacamole and mashed potatoes.

Choppy loved life and, most of all, loved food. He often took on his position as favorite appliance as a role of mentor, often counseling the blender and the toaster on how to improve their position in the kitchen. He spent many hours sitting with the Crock Pot, sharing their delight at being used so often by the Wife.

The food processor is survived by the stove, the knife block, and the mini-food processor; the Wife, the Crockpot (Also known as second-wife) and the mixer. He is preceded in death by the Wok and numerous plates.

Some appliances come into our lives and gather dust.
Others stay for awhile, leaving footprints on our hearts
And our cooking is never, ever the same.