The Crabby Cook - by Jessica Harper

I’m not usually one to get emotional over utensils. I own as few as possible and use each of them for multiple tasks, some way beyond what they were designed for. The apple corer scoops out zucchini guts or bores a hole in a cupcake to make room for filling. The ice cream scoop measures batter for cupcakes, and, last week, served as a gardening tool when I planted mint.

Recently, after our dog Oliver left evidence of an upset stomach on our carpet, I used my spatula in the clean-up process. I know what you are thinking: remind me never to go to Jessica’s house for pancakes. Well, calm down. Even for me, the idea of putting that spatula back into food service was too much: I tossed it. Read More