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Libby Bulloff, the Seattle-based slightly-creepy awesomepants who brought us The Satanic Wrath and Evil Despair of Infernal Yardwork, presents this lovely photo of the breakfast she had last weekend.
If you lean toward the slightly morbid and horrortastic end of the spectrum, using a bonesaw to slice breakfast pastries you baked is a great way to remind your brunch guests of the circle of life: first brunch, eventually death.
Get yours here: Satterlee Bone Saw for $30
I totally read this as “panties” and not “pastries” at first.
Hey, it’s a sharp saw! I’m sure it works great on panties, too.
Please keep your bonesaws away from my panties …
Can “bonesaw” be a new euphemism for vagina? I gotcher bonesaw right here, buddy. IN MY PANTIES.
I dunno, I kind of like that, but it does seem a bit vagina dentata-y. I mean, if you accept that a penis is a “bone”, then, well…
If I do use this to split chocolate croissants, do I have to share them?
I’m fairly certain the rule is, “the person with the bone saw is the boss” ergo no sharing.
wait wait wait wait. are you telling me chocolate croissants are a thing I could make? with my hands? in my house? and then stuff in my face???
I don’t know why it has never occurred to me that delicious baked goods might actually be achievable without five years of patisserie school and a big white chef’s hat and probably a really terrible fake french accent (that last bit I have down though)