I don't know how this magical appliance works but I do know I need one.
I'll fight that dinosaur to the death for a bowl of pasta. Back off, toothy!
All you need is love. Well that and some chocolate, flour, eggs, butter and sugar.
I want to make an egg sandwiches, but the whole thing would just be eggs.
You are what you eat, and I'm proud to be a pig!
Show the world that you are a culinary warrior.
I want dozens of machines to make all my favorite foods in miniature form. Tiny food has no calories, right?
But can they flip themselves with those tiny little arms?
I almost enjoy listening to the process of cookies more than watching it. Lovely lovely!
Regardless of your feelings about gender roles, there's no denying that grease-spots on your clothes are inexcusable.