Note to self: All blenders are not equal

Meet ProMix 474.

A frequent perk (?) to living in a city where people move in and away as quickly as the seasons change, I have by now inherited quite a sizeable collection of useful items. Like blenders.

Of course they are "gently used" items, though, and as the ProMix 474's last owners kindly noted as they lovingly gave her away, they were "not so sure how well it worked anymore".

Fast forward to tonight's tomato soup making. Of course, it SEEMED like the perfect chance to give the good ol' ProMix 474 a debut run, I mean, it had to be easier than getting my fingers all cramped up around my usual hand held puree "gun".
Dump chunky soup concotion in, slap lid on, give 'er some power (low!) and .... holy *@&#&^%#.

Let's just say that Old Faithful doesn't stand a chance against ProMix 474. And yes, Jojo and Robert, it most definitely works.

So well, in fact, that even my superwoman muscles couldn't hold the lid on ... when it was on low. You get the picture: Old Faithful geyser spewing chunky tomatoe and carrot puree up to the ceiling and on everything between there and the floor. This would include everything from my head down to my toes, ALL of the kitchen cabinets, ALL of the clean dishes sitting in the drying rack, two out of four sides of the refrigerator ... EVERYTHING covered in dripping chunkies that look suspiciously like "chuckies".

And those of you (like me) for whom "hyperactive gag reflex" is an understatement, I leave it to your imagination just how fun the cleaning up acidic chunky tomatoe carrot puree process entailed.

Note to self: ProMix 474 is a professional food puker.