Who knew?
Who knew buying a rice cooker was such a daunting task? I overnapped while waiting for my laundry to be done and flew out of the shanty shack at 7.15pm! Gyaah! But I thought, what the heck! I won't need more than a minute to pick out a rice cooker, easy peasy! So I chucked the togs into the industrial sized dryers and ran to Konan. Hmm...their rice cookers did't look that great, so I zip over to Hyakuman Bolt. I raced to the rice cooker aisle and my jaw dropped. By Jove! There were at least 6789 different rice cooker models, from gleaming white ones to very chic looking silver ones. Prices ranged from a modest 2000 to a mind blowing 45 000 yen! Whoa! I kept popping each one open to look inside, this one cooks 10 cups of rice...that one cooks 5 cups...this one cooks porridge...that one you can preset to cook rice whenever!
I needed help, and I wasn't ashamed to ask for it. So I called the most consummate rice cooker I knew. The quintessential Asian mother, The Mother.
Mei: Mummmmmmmmmmy! Help. You are buying me a rice cooker. What kind do I buy?
The Mother: The kind that cooks rice. Waaaait...What do you mean I'm buying you a rice cooker? (Goes on rant about how she still pays for my stuff all the time, and how my room is a huge mess....)(Which we all know is not true, it's the Father who pays)
Mei: Thanks a lot. Of course I know I should buy the kind that cooks rice. Should I buy a big one, a small one? What color?
The Mother: Get a smallish one. The rest is up to you!
Mei: Ok. I'll just get the smallish one on sale. I'm sooooooooooo hungry. What are you having for dinner, mummmmmmmmmmy? Rice? Hehehe
The Mother: I'm actually having a sandwich. It's so much easier to make a sandwich than to cook rice. With rice, you have to wait at least 20 minutes before you get to eat. With a sandwich, you just slap some meat and cheese on some bread and VOILA! Dinner! Go get yourself a sandwich from the supermarket or something.
Mei: Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
And so...I'm the proud owner of a Sharp Jazzberry Rice Cooker. It's biggest selling point was it's 簡単 menu! And also the pictures of berries on the box.
I needed help, and I wasn't ashamed to ask for it. So I called the most consummate rice cooker I knew. The quintessential Asian mother, The Mother.
Mei: Mummmmmmmmmmy! Help. You are buying me a rice cooker. What kind do I buy?
The Mother: The kind that cooks rice. Waaaait...What do you mean I'm buying you a rice cooker? (Goes on rant about how she still pays for my stuff all the time, and how my room is a huge mess....)(Which we all know is not true, it's the Father who pays)
Mei: Thanks a lot. Of course I know I should buy the kind that cooks rice. Should I buy a big one, a small one? What color?
The Mother: Get a smallish one. The rest is up to you!
Mei: Ok. I'll just get the smallish one on sale. I'm sooooooooooo hungry. What are you having for dinner, mummmmmmmmmmy? Rice? Hehehe
The Mother: I'm actually having a sandwich. It's so much easier to make a sandwich than to cook rice. With rice, you have to wait at least 20 minutes before you get to eat. With a sandwich, you just slap some meat and cheese on some bread and VOILA! Dinner! Go get yourself a sandwich from the supermarket or something.
Mei: Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
And so...I'm the proud owner of a Sharp Jazzberry Rice Cooker. It's biggest selling point was it's 簡単 menu! And also the pictures of berries on the box.