Eggies....because aparantly there are millions of people struggling to liberate hardboiled eggs from their shells

So, I guess judging by the last post and this one I have been exposed to too much T.V. this weekend. My friend, Chrystal, her husband and I were all in the living room when a commercial came on for a product called “Eggies.”  We were watching and laughing at the dramatization of the actors demonstrating how hard it is to peel a hardboiled egg.  Really??????!  How egg challenged do you have to be to peel a hardboiled egg?  I learned how to peel them when I was a small child at one of my first Easter celebrations. 

This product is designed to “hard-boil” eggs without a shell because you crack the egg into the egg shaped contraption and then cook it creating a perfect hardboiled egg without the mess.  To me the eggs looked kind of rubbery and not very appetizing.

I don’t know about you, but first of all I rarely ever hard-boil an egg and on those rare occasions that I do there  really doesn’t seem to be a problem with peeling them…roll it on the counter and slide it off….no mess…no fuss…
WTF!  Do we really need gadgets and contraptions to do everything for us?  Will we soon see infomercials for toilet paper that will wipe our asses for us?

Robo Stir....is it necessary?

When you are up past midnight watching reruns of Frasier, you will more than likely see an infomercial for the Robo Stir.  This is a silicon tripod contraption that you place into a skillet or pot that will constantly stir the contents for you, freeing you up to do other “things” at the same time.  The happy looking chef smiles inanely at the camera as the voice over extols the virtues of the Robo Stir, and reminds you that if you order within the NEXT 20 minutes  they will double the offer at no extra charge. 

Robo Stir in action                   PHOTO / junecleavernirvana.com

Now, I’m all for things that simplify my life and even more for free stuff, but a Robo Stir?!!!  Come on, really?!!!  I realize we are a society that is so intent on being able to multitask that we have emails, texts, voice mails, IMs, call forwarding, and conference calls sent to our smart phones at all hours of the day, but when did we become so busy that stirring our dinner became too much?  I think I can handle a few minutes of spoon twirling in order to keep my soup from burning. Or so I thought….

I went to my mom’s to help bake and make cookies for the advent of out of town relatives.  I was in the wrong place at the wrong time and got roped into stirring the fudge pot.  Not a huge chore on the surface, but let me clarify by saying the stir time for my mom’s fudge is 20 minutes.  Twenty! About 10 minutes into my sentence I starting dreaming of a Robo Stir and thinking how brilliant the inventor is.

I guess the moral of my story is, don’t be so quick to ridicule something that in the right context may just be the most clever thought ever put to paper since the Model T!  Of course, that being said, I still won’t be rushing to my phone for a Robo Stir anytime soon…