I recently saw a commercial for shakeable Bisquick. All you have to do is add water to a bottle of Bisquick, shake it up, and pour it onto the griddle.
What has happened to our society?
First there were elevators. Then TV dinners & microwaves, remote controls, garage door openers, and now email. We act like our bodies would implode from exhaustion if we were to actually get up off of the couch and, gasp!, change the channel. And now pancakes are too hard for us? I've never heard a mom say, "I've done so much for you: I paid for your college tuition, made sure you had a roof over your head, and labored over pancakes every Sunday."
Pancakes take 2 ingredients to make. Has the weakened American arm become too fragile to make a circling motion and stir? I doubt it even takes up less energy to shake. Maybe it’s the fact that moms don’t want to wash the bowl? But, wait! Moms have dishwashers for that old chore anyway.
Life is too convenient for us. No wonder we’re all fat.
Note: I am writing this from my bed. I'm in here with my remote. And it's awesome.
Note#2: I realized I'm being sexist by assuming only moms would be making pancakes. I'm sick of being PC. Imagine it says dad/boyfriend/lover/friend/midget/skinhead/Pole/whoever makes pancakes for you. Capish?
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The day after I wrote this, I went to Linens N Things and saw a banana cutter. It consists of a bunch of sharp edges spaced out evenly over a banana-sized rectangle. So your banana gets cut in one swoop. What the HELL? Now it's too hard to cut bananas?
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