That's how I describe my peppermill
Yep, he's a beauty.
My brother was fortunate enough to be born with both sides of his brain working. He's extremely left brained. He thrives on numbers, databases, stock market and business deals. I on the other hand hate math, do not understand the stock market (and believe me it's not for his lack of trying to explain it to me) don't like the "business" part of my business and sometimes struggle to remember how much I'm supposed to be digging out of my purse when I pull up to the drive up window at Taco Bell. I am definitely more right brained. But when my brother, (we'll call him "Left Brain") is tired of the numbers he goes into his garage and turns out some uber fabulous woodwork. Beautiful custom cabinetry, custom pen and pencils and salt and pepper mills made from exotic woods.
So when I decided I wanted a pepper mill I told him I wanted something different. Not like the usual. I said "Make me something curvy, like a woman in a dress. Make it sexy"
(Can you hear my right brain talking?)
And since Left Brain knows my love of black he decided to make it out of solid Ebony. I KNOW! I've never seen such a thing. Ces't tres magnafique! It stands 22 inches tall, is smooth and curvy in all the right places. He had to have the Cowboy weld an extension to the center rod to make it work because of it's height.
Isn't it gorgeous? I think so.
I told him I didn't want a salt mill, would never use it so don't bother. He said he couldn't help himself, that it just wasn't right to have one and not the other. He was right. He also gave me some lovely french salt that I had to prepare for the mill. Bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes.
And spoon into that curvy body.
It's absolutely delicious!
Don't they make a sexy couple?