Who's a Lucky Girl?

It's a very lucky girl to be in receipt of a shiny new pressure cooker....... And to crown it all, it was self chosen and not a death-to- the- marriage birthday or Christmas present from His Lordship.
There was a time in my distant youth when wives might be given anniversary presents of new irons or vacuum cleaners as tokens of their husband's enduring love.....perhaps in the hope of beautiful pressed shirts or a cleaner house.

No more of that nonsense now though, even though His Lordship was heard to mutter that I would now be able to produce beautifully steamed vegetables to accompany his meal.

I tried out the new acquisition this morning to make soup. It took 8 minutes cooking time and more than 15 minutes for me to clean and chop all the constituent leeks, onion, parsnips, carrots, turnip and potatoes.
Obviously what I really need is a handsome sous chef, maybe a Italian under-30- something of dark brooding Latinate looks with flashing eyes and a sharp vegetable knife rather than a shiny new pressure cooker.