Three years ago, I got married to pretty much the best man around.
And by best, I absolutely mean BEST.
For our three year anniversary, he gave me this little number:
Entitled: Bake Station 9000
(Named affectionately by the Giver of said gift)
You see, our kitchen is not the biggest of sorts and I do love to bake but was growing weary by my lack of countertop space. Enter the Bake Station 9000. My most prized possessions (hello, Kitchen Aid) kept in my little station with cookbooks, ingredients, decorations, you name it all ready at the tip of my fingers without filling up my cupboards. And it's on wheels, so I really could just take it right out to the family room and get my mix on whilst watching TV. He knows me too well.
Words of wisdom: If you, too, love to bake and are out of counter space - marry someone awesome who thinks of really thoughtful gifts. And the color! Geez. Happy girl.