I'm so upset right now.

[conuly]

Here I am, chopping and chopping and chopping onions and peppers for tomorrow's dinner. I'm using our quasi-brand-new (it's a couple years old, but never opened) food processor. I swear, it was working just fine (well, I sliced my finger open - they're not kidding about the blades being sharp! - but as human blood is the secret ingredient in *all* my concoctions, from latkes to oatmeal, that's no big deal), but now, and I'm doing everything the same, it won't even turn on. It's not supposed to turn on if the bowl or the lid is misaligned, but they're not, and it's just not fair.

And Jenn forgot to ferment the injera. She'd better help me fry up the fake stuff.