I have to blame New York for this one; if our kitchen had any normal amount of counter space, this never would have happened.
I'll miss you, bowl.
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I'm curious: What was your bowl's name?
Also, are you certain that it was a boy bowl?
Such a sudden and painful loss. Must be hard to overcome.
RIP bowl. I knew you shortly but dearly. your salad tossing days were righteously fulfilling.
bowl had always gone by "bowl"... though now that you mention it, I'm thinking it might have been a girl and should probably have gone by "mama." It was the mid-sized bowl in a set of three, and in terms of Goldilocks has been survived by papa bowl and baby (adolescent?) bowl. Believe me, we're all missing mama.
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