You know I hate that word, obsessed. But I didn’t know how to give this post a catchy, make-you-want-to-read-it title without including obsession.
And it’s not an addiction like the TV show. I will never ever eat the stuffing of a couch cushion–promise.
My weird thing to do is this: when I see a tiny sink in a New York City restaurant, I take a picture, often with my free hand in the pic for scale.
I have a folder on my phone for all of the Tiny Sink pics, and another on my computer.
Space is limited in NYC. Not even professional chefs are immune to the problem. Check out the itty bitty sink Chef Charlie Marshall has in his home. How does he wash dishes?
I guess this is one more thing to add to the Ways I’m Weird post.