Blogging About Blenders

Move over Hamilton Beach and Cuisinart, there’s a new blender in town.  It’s big and it’s colorful and it goes by the name of Margaritaville.

The Margaritaville Frozen Concoction Maker.

Now, I’m not one to wax poetic about kitchen appliances.  Or cooking in general, for that matter.  You will rarely see me writing about recipes or anything that requires me having to prepare my own food.  Aside from the occasional baking of a key lime pie or the pushing of a button on the microwave, I try to stay out of my kitchen.  We’re all safer that way.  I do have a thing for celebrity-chef inscribed products, and admit to owning a couple of them, but they generally stay nice and neat (and safe) in their respective spots.

Bringing a bit of the tropics to my kitchen counter.

The Margaritaville Frozen Concoction Maker (Bahamas model) is the one exception.  I LOVE this thing.  This blender practically thinks for itself.  It’s smarter than I am.  I like that in a kitchen appliance.  Just fill it with ice, pour in your favorite liquid concoctions and flip the switch.  That’s it.  The machine does everything else.  You don’t have to stop it and stir and scrape globs of stuff off the sides of the pitcher.  It shaves ice perfectly and I have yet to receive an icky drink.

Tropical concoctions just waiting to be consumed.

I had been wanting to purchase this brilliant blender for quite some time.  At around $200, it was a bit out of my price range.  Imagine my surprise when I found it on a clearance shelf marked down to $139.  Still a little high, but it was my birthday (well, close enough to my birthday…) and I decided to just go for it.  At the counter, it rang up at $64.  After my mouth dropped to the floor, I happily paid and left.  Talk about a birthday bonus!

My deal of the day.

This beautiful lime-green, cream, and silver-accented tropical contraption sits on my kitchen counter just waiting to shave ice and blend magical mixtures into delicious frozen concoctions.  Sure, I love my Paula Deen steamer pot (“smell those shrimp, they’re beginnin’ to boil…”), but my Buffett blender is the prize of my kitchen (“… and soon it will render…”).  Thank you Mr. Buffett.  Fin’s up.

“…and soon it will render…”


Howl-O-Scream and #FrightNight 2012 – The Dark Side of the Gardens

A couple of weeks ago, I received an invitation to a social media event, #FrightNight, scheduled for the opening weekend of Busch Gardens’ annual Howl-O-Scream event … read more… The above link will take you to the rest of my … Continue reading

Standing up to Paddleboarding

Sound-side at Kitty Hawk Watersports.

A while back, I was pondering the art of stand-up paddleboarding, or SUP to those in the know.  Watching those who glide seemingly effortlessly through the water while standing atop a sturdy, floating board just made me want to give it a try.  Since I am a bit of a wimp when it comes to adventurous stuff, I decided to test my stamina with something that seemed fairly safe and peaceful.  Goodness knows, the word “peaceful” doesn’t often come up in the world of outdoor sports.

The Sound behind Kitty Hawk Watersports and Miller’s Restaurant.

Kitty Hawk Watersports, in the Outer Banks of North Carolina, sits on the Sound side next to Miller’s Restaurant (which is a-may-zing, just so you know) and offers a great spot to practice and try something new.  Plus, they have these awesome water bumper boats that the husband and child took advantage of while I was enjoying my SUP experience.

The art scene at Kitty Hawk Watersports.

I decided that I did not need an actual lesson.  For once, that turned out to be a good call because the employee that helped me did a really good job of explaining the basics.  Now, for more advanced techniques, I would recommend a lesson or two.  But to just start out, it’s kind of nice to just “wing it.”

Practicing kiteboarding skills.

I discovered that paddleboarding is both easier and harder than I imagined.  Balance was my worry (I can trip over air).  Turns out there was nothing to worry about in that department.  Those boards are really wide and very sturdy.  If you can stand up, you can stand up on a paddleboard.

Now, the hard part was to be found in the rowing.  Yes, rowing.  As in with a paddle (hence the name, paddleboarding).  Let’s just say I am more spaghetti arms than rower’s arms.  I did not do too bad, if I do say so myself.  Which I do, as there is nobody to dispute my claims.  But boy were my arms tired.

If you’re wondering why there are no photos of myself actually on a paddleboard, remember that my traveling companions were soaking themselves on the water bumper boats.  They have their priorities.

Jet ski rentals at Kitty Hawk Watersports.