Weddingbee Blog

We finally registered for the wedding at the end of February (more on this soon). We were putting it off for a number of reasons, mostly because we wanted to wait until after the holidays. We had a feeling some of our family members would buy us wedding gifts for the holidays, so we opted to hold off. Plus, it was still a bit early.

For a while I have been making a list of things we already have, things we want to replace and things we do not have, but want. Now, I’ll tell ya, there are a few items that just seemed unnecessary. Included on this list was an olive pitter. You see, I like olives. A lot. So much so in fact, when I was a little girl I used to put black olives on each of my fingers and then eat them off (you can ask my mother about this). I pretty much LOVE black olives. Green olives? Not so much.

Well, the other night, Mr. Argyle came up with this recipe on his own (kudos for him for getting kitchen creative, since that’s always my job). He wanted chicken breast, a mixture of olives and tomato sauce. Easy enough. So, we set out to the grocery store to get the items we did not have – olives and tomato sauce.

The idea was that we would buy some really good olives. And, lucky for us, one of our local grocery stores has a great little antipasti/olive bar – which made finding really good olives, really easy. Never mind the fact that I forgot these olives need to be pitted (minor details).

So, in true Argyle style, I started cooking dinner while the Mr. Argyle found something else to do. I asked him how he wanted his olives (whole or sliced), and he said sliced, so back to the kitchen I went. I grabbed one of our knives and was about to slice away, when BAM, the knife wouldn’t go through. S#&@! The olives needed to be pitted. So, I spent a good ten or so minutes trying to cut as much olive off of the pit without slicing my fingers off. There were a good 30 olives, mind you, all of which were in some sort of olive oil marinade.

A little kitchen algebra for ya: Olive oil = Slippery. Slippery + Knife = Not Safe. Luckily, no cuts. BUT it made me immediately add an olive pitter to our registry.

(Yes, I realize there are cherries in this photo, but it’s a dual purpose tool – something Mr. Brown would appreciate).

Image courtesy of Williams-Sonoma

What sort of items did you stumble upon and realize you needed to add to your registry?