Forget diamonds ...

... I think if Marilyn Monroe were a food friendly female around today, she'd have a new BFF. What woman's life isn't considerably enhanced by a KitchenAid?

At least that's how I feel now that I've acquired one.

I'm staying mums as far as the blog is concerned about how I acquired it. But I will say while some other things in life don't work out, the KitchenAid and I are looking forward to a long and happy relationship.

I took the honor of christening it on Easter Sunday by making one of my all time favorite desserts - carrot cake. Two words: life changing. I never would have imagined homemade cream cheese frosting so smooth, so fluffy, so quick and easy.

So yeah ... forget the diamonds. If anyone ever wants to marry me, I'm going to suggest going cheap on the ring. If you're going to spring a few thousand on me, I think I'd rather upgrade to one of those bad ass KitchenAids they auctioned off at the South Beach Food and Wine Festival. I'm thinking hot pink ... autographed by Emeril Lagasse ... Just thinking.