
Can I get married just so I can register at Williams-Sonoma?
You think I'm kidding.
I am seriously into puttering in the kitchen, especially when it comes to baking; the more elaborate the recipe, the more I want to try it. I have made things like Raspberry Trifle, New Orleans-Style Bread Pudding, Chocolate Ganache Cake with Truffle Eggs, Apricot-Almond Cake with Spun Sugar. . . the list goes on and on. Whenever I get a cookery catalog or wander into a Kitchenware section in a store, my mouth starts to water for silpat sheets and piping bags, cupcake pans and mandolins.
Williams-Sonoma is like porn to me.

Not only do you get two adorable cake pans that make your cake look like an enormous Oreo, but you get to be the envy of all your friends at the next housewarming or dinner party. "How on earth did you do that?" And, you will smile, sphinx-like, and simply laugh quietly;)
This thing is truly a thing of beauty, and it will practically fold your socks for you, if you ask it nicely. Sure, it's almost $900, but a girl can dream, right?
Finally, the piece de resistance:
No more messy plastic bags with a hole cut into them, squeezing and getting clogs and having frosting go everywhere! This thing is awesome.
Why do brides get to have all the registry-fun, anyway? There should be perfectly commonplace reasons for singletons to get to register for kitchenware and small appliances!
Until then, pass me the Williams-Sonoma catalog, and turn down the lights . . . ;)