Ah, the fallacy of the clean kitchen on television, the world where people can just take a pan right out of the dishwasher and begin cooking with it. Imagine such a world! A world where I could actually use a knife without having to scrub it first. A world where a pot might not require two or three washes or the dreaded hand wash to actually be clean prior to using it for it's intended purpose - to cook with - rather than to just occupy perpetual space in the dishwasher.

I wish. My dishwasher and I barely tolerate each other. It's enjoying the terrible twos. I spank it regularly.

I've noticed that the human desire for repetition extends to house cleaning - if I don't start my weekly cleaning in the kitchen, I never complete it, nor is it done properly.

Damn dishwasher.