All Unitasker Wednesday posts are jokes — we don’t want you to buy these items, we want you to laugh at their ridiculousness. Enjoy!
Yesterday morning, my son declared he wanted tacos for dinner. He’s not much of a meat eater, so I eagerly agreed to his demand. I picked up all the necessary ingredients at the store and when dinner time rolled around it was Taco Tuesday here at the Doland house.
In a classic toddler move, he took one bite of his taco and asked for a completely different dinner. I asked him what was wrong: Is it too spicy? Do you want more cheese? Is it possible you thought tacos were some other food and you were confused?
He said it’s because the ground beef wasn’t chopped into small enough pieces (okay, so he didn’t really say that) and that he would have continued eating his meal had I used the Chop Stir to break up the ground beef better (he didn’t say that either):
Had I used the Chop Stir instead of the head of a spatula (or a fork or my fingers), my dinner wouldn’t have been a failure (completely not true, it was actually a delicious meal). Woe is me. Oh, woe is me.
Thanks to reader Jessica for bringing this strange device to our attention.