I love wood. My house is full of natural wood- wooden staircase, wooden internal doors, pine kitchen & wooden coffee tables, side tables & mantelpiece. If it comes in a wooden option then I want it.
When I cook I love my wooden spoon!
Pretty much I love wood. I love the naturalness (is that even a word I ask?) of wood.
HOWEVER I have somewhat of a problem with wood. An inability to accept that wood & water are not the best of friends. I wrecked havoc on Fin. He had these lovely red bamboo bowls that I repeatedly put in the dishwasher & yes I killed one of them, much to his disappointment. He stressed & stressed again & again that wood could NOT go in the dishwasher.
Eventually this sunk in & I stopped putting these wooden items in the dishwasher. Partly because I recently had a beautiful baby boy & I have to hand wash his bottles before I sterilise them so I wash all the wooden items from wooden spoons to wooden chopping boards to wooden bowls after I have washed his baby bottles.
But disaster stuck in the form of pancake batter. Pancake Tuesday came & we made pancakes & we had some batter left over so I left the batter in the bowl. Buuuuuuut I didn’t use the batter so after a day or two I threw the batter out & went to clean the bowl but the batter was like superglue!!
STUCK TO THE BOWL SO IT WAS!
So I cleaned the bowl as best I could & still there was batter. So I steeped the bowl with hot water & washing up liquid & left it over night. I came down the next morning & emptied the water out & left the bowl to be washed & when it came to be washed I noticed the bottom of the bowl had separated from the rest of the bowl.
I had killed the bowl.
I was going to be in soooooooo much trouble for killing yet another wooden bowl.
He came home & yes he was like ‘For the love of God stop with the destroying of wooden items’. The bottom of the bowl just popped out.
Maybe it could be turned into a lampshade??
