Les Bonnes Choses

It seems I can no longer go 24 hours without taking something apart. This evening, Rebecca was whipping up some icing with the electric hand mixer and found it was making rattling and grinding sounds, in addition to throwing off the occasional bit of plastic. Plastic in your icing is not Good Eats. Here is the offending noise-making part that was just rattling around loose inside the mixer:

So, I have decided to scrub my plans to go to Chicago for a postdoc and instead open up a Fix-It Shop franchise.