Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2003/10/28
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]A few months ago, I asked the lug those immortal questions: which is better, All-Clad or Le Creuset? Caphalon or Hecnkles? Does Reverwere belong in a kitchen? And you responded, and I done outfitted my kitchen, approved by the LUG, because I want to be the right kind of snob. Here's the results: http://www.asc.upenn.edu/usr/cassidy/leicaslacker/pots-n-pans/ Kyle (the origional post:) So..... Let's say I was to have some luggers over for dinner. "What a wonderful hat!" Someone remarks at my Tilley, perched atop my hat rack. Everyone photographs it. My dog walks through the kitchen, someone remarks "Well! A Brittny! Fancy that! Feisty little pointer!" to which someone else enviously adds "What a lovely breed of upland bird dog! Fine, fine animal!" Shutters whirr and click. After seven or eight glasses of Chivas Brothers Royal Salute 50 year old scotch (mmmm!) someone suggests that we go outside and shoot a bunch of the empty scotch bottles with my very impressive Browning Citori over-and-under shotguns. We photograph one another firing guns and blasting bottles off of one another's heads. When we can barely stand and one or two of us have been winged by stray pellets, we retire to the house and stack our cameras on the kitchen table. "Holy crikies!" says one of the luggers, stumbling over my 200 year old Hammadan hand knotted Persian rug, and collapsing to the floor like a bag of sod and pinecones. He staggers to his feet, pulling the elegant Madeira hand embroydered Portugese tablecloth with him (Leica's clatter and scatter everywhere, but we really don't care by now). "You have," he teeters back and someone almost catches him, but instead, now off balance, crashes into the stove, knocking my Kitchen-Aid mixer into the sink, "you have," says the first lugger, staggering to his feet, "the most excellent set of pots and pans!" He points vaguely at my iron pot rack which seems to be swinging from the ceiling. Or maybe the floor is rocking. "Yeah!" chimes in a third lugger, accidentally firing the shotgun into the floor, blasting my Bosh rotary hammer drill to bits and slightly injuring my dog, "what kind of pots and pans are those? They're FANTASTIC!" "Well," I say proudly, "they're...." - -- To unsubscribe, see http://mejac.palo-alto.ca.us/leica-users/unsub.html