Cutting Up In The Kitchen
February, 1978
Bertie Wooster had Jeeves to do his cutting, chopping, slicing, blending, grinding, grating and my-Aunt-Agatha-knows-what-else out in the scullery. But dash it all, old bean, you're positively dished--unless, of course, you've used your noggin and traded in some tenners for a food processor, a machine that's the greatest boon to bachelorhood since Don Ameche invented the telephone. Owning one may not be quite the same as having Jeeves at your elbow ready with canapés or a chocolate mousse, but i...
