First, I am a somewhat soft-hearted person. (No, really?) And yesterday, seeing all those animals in the Humane Society shelter -- even my first choice, a docile black cat who would have been perfect for the name Magic, who then disqualified himself by squirming vigorously and yowling when the aide was trying to put him back down into his cage -- I just wanted to give them a lot of money. Even knowing that what I'd consider a lot of money would probably fund them for part of a day, I wanted to do it. I felt so bad for those animals.
Second, the other food processor arrived yesterday. We like it a lot. Even the little tab thing is better designed (though the new design also means that you can't circumvent a broken off one as you can with the older food processor; you're either gluing it back on or buying a new lid). We wanted to be sure that it would fit on the counter, and it does; it's fifteen inches from the counter to the overhanging cabinet, and the FP is just under fourteen inches tall. So, good. But what we didn't realize is that the central spindle on the bigger one is much bigger than on the older, smaller one -- so big that the base/spindle can't fit on the sliding shelf when we have/had the older one. The drawer won't close. Not an insuperable problem, but a bit of a surprise.
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