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Good name for a rock band.
My parents' basement has a little section where there's an equal chance of finding recycling and reusables - say, cardboard boxes to be broken down and pulped and ceramic serving platters that simply don't fit into an apartment's aesthetics anymore. Among other things today, I found a small hammer. If hammers could be called cute, this one would qualify.
I nabbed it on the grounds that I recently had to chop up some hazelnuts for cake, and doing so would've been much easier with a little hammer than any other option. Chopping them up before roasting them increases surface area but raises risk of burning, and using a measuring cup to smash doesn't always get the desired results. As such: kitchen hammer. It wouldn't even be a unitasker, either, since I don't have a kitchen mallet for any of the tasks which call for such a device. But now, kitchen hammer to the rescue.
I nabbed it on the grounds that I recently had to chop up some hazelnuts for cake, and doing so would've been much easier with a little hammer than any other option. Chopping them up before roasting them increases surface area but raises risk of burning, and using a measuring cup to smash doesn't always get the desired results. As such: kitchen hammer. It wouldn't even be a unitasker, either, since I don't have a kitchen mallet for any of the tasks which call for such a device. But now, kitchen hammer to the rescue.