Even after Keith handed me a shiny new iPad a few weeks ago, I wasn’t sure I needed one.
Eh. What you have to go through when your spouse is addicted to Apple. Am I right?
But as any good wife would, I accepted the gift. I download a few books. I flashed it a few times in public.
And yet, I wasn’t convinced it was adding to my everyday life.
Until tonight.
I’m not much of a cook, which will become glaringly obvious in a second. But in the name of health and frugality, I’ve committed to cooking dinner almost every night.
Tonight was cannelloni, and begrudgingly, I opened the recipe on my iPad. The first major hurdle? Cooking spinach. How does one cook spinach? Shall I run three rooms over to look up the answer on my laptop? Enlarge and endlessly scroll on my iPhone?
iPad: You can google that right here. You can even watch a tutorial on YouTube.
Eby: Dang you. Anyway, I know how to cook spinach.
iPad: Mmmmhmmmm. Then why are you mashing it with a cheese slicer?
Needless to say, I googled it, on my iPad. Luckily, someone out there took the time to explain the process. It was kind of nice and made me feel like Tony Stark in his totally high-tech kitchen. Thank you iPad.
Eby: What is 375ºF in celsius?
iPad: Blirinnnnng! 190ºC. You’re welcome.
Eby: What do these ancient runes on my oven dial mean?
iPad: Shazamo! Here’s the instruction manual.
And on this went, until I had a perfectly edible pan of cannelloni.
My husband was happy. He ate his entire plate of food, then ran over to his iPad to purchase more Apple stock.
I told him he had been right all along.
The things we do for those we love.
And by the way, I was in no way compensated for my review of this product. But if you work for Apple, we can talk.
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