For my 32nd birthday, Mr. Crumbs gave me a blender.
The man is known for his “odd yet useful” gifts. He once gave his mother a vacuum cleaner for Christmas. There’s family rumors of a waffle maker too.
He’s also passed this practicality-gene on to my son. When we asked The Boy what he wanted to give MeMe (Mr. Crumbs’ mom) for Christmas last year, he said, “An iron.”
Yes folks, an iron.
So it shouldn’t have come as a surprise to get a blender from him for my birthday. What did surprise me though was his willingness to buy one of the best blenders available on the market.
It all started one day in June while shopping at Costco. I had been “not so secretly” eyeing high powered blenders for a few weeks, and Mr. Crumbs was taking my bait. Or so I thought.
In previous trips, we’d pass by a Ninja and he’d say, “Do you want a new blender? This one looks nice.”
I was coy every time he asked, declining his offer because a) I didn’t really want a Ninja, and b) I hadn’t done enough research between the other brands to offer him a better suggestion. So I just said no and claimed that our (at least) 20 year old hand-me-down plastic blender with a glass plate as a make-shift lid was doing the job just fine.
Yet we both knew very well it wasn’t.
So we’re shopping at Costco… again… and lo and behold! There was a Blendtec demonstration.
Granted. I’ve seen these a million times… and passed right by them a million times… just so I wouldn’t get suckered into paying too much money for something that we didn’t need or couldn’t use or didn’t even do what it was supposed to do.
But this day was different.
There was no one at the Blendtec table when we happened to pass by. The gentleman doing the demonstration said hello and asked if we wanted a sample. Without his microphone on. And the kids were happy to try his orange-colored juice.
It was home-y. Well, as home-y as the tall, grey, industrial ceilings of Costco can be anyway. With no one else around and no irritating sales pitch being thrown in our face, we had the opportunity to see for ourselves whether or not a high powered blender was worth the money. And in particular, if that money should go towards a Blendtec.
As the kids each took a small cup of juice, Mr. Crumbs started the conversation and asked him if this was the blender that can blend an iPhone.
My head spun around in bewilderment and amazement. Someone actually put an iPhone in a blender?! And you watched the video?!
And YOU mentioned this video to the man selling the same blender?!
Because as his wife, I knew this meant that he had been eyeing a new blender too.
We stood there for nearly 30 minutes, watching the full demonstration and listening to the man explain the features of the Blendtec as if he was our next door neighbor showing off his new machine. He talked about the power, about the shape, about the size, about the warranty, about the various buttons and features and the cool stuff it can do.
And yes, we talked about the iPhone video too.
When we were two-thirds through the presentation, the man put on his microphone and started to implement his official sales pitch. I didn’t mind though.
We were sold.
We made our way around the side of his table and quietly debated about the cost. About the need. About the quality. About the warranty. About making an (expensive) rash purchase vs. a well-though about investment. About this being my birthday present.
Unbeknownst to me, Mr. Crumbs wanted to buy a new blender – for me! He was watching my eyeing and knew my birthday was only a few weeks away and wanted to buy me something useful. Something practical.
The man took a short break from his demonstration, turned off his microphone and leaned over to us, asking us if we had any questions. We said no, that we were just discussing the purchase… leaving the tail end of our response open ended since we weren’t quite sure what to do.
Mr. Crumbs told him it was a birthday present.
The man said we wouldn’t regret it.
I told Mr. Crumbs I was sold when the man showed us how to make a smoothie with the push of one button. He told me he was sold when he saw the iPhone video.
We finished hashing out details like what color to pick and whether or not to buy an extra jar. Then on that fateful day in June, he put a black Blendtec in our Costco shopping cart and bought me a blender for my 32nd birthday.
We’ve made ice cream, soup, salsa, oat flour, whole wheat flour, pastry crusts, brownie mix and a bazillion smoothies or so and it hasn’t failed us once. Not even the slightest hint of an overworked motor or clumpy blend.
There have been plenty of opportunities to check out the competition too since we made our purchase, which we’ve taken advantage of every time, just to make sure we really made the right choice.
Two in particular stands out to me. The first, a date night spent strolling the aisles at Costco.
Because that’s what foodies do for fun. 😉
There was an eerily similar blender demonstration with a small crowd of people watching closely, hoping to snag a sample of a freshly blended soup.
We stopped because it was “the other blender,” and we wanted to know what all the hubbub about this brand was about.
I don’t remember a whole lot of details for that particular demonstration, other than the rod that they kept having to jam into blender to get the food to go down, and that the machine was big. Like, inconveniently big.
And annoyingly loud.
We stood by for three blends or so and then left. In less than 5 minutes, we had been convinced – through a demonstration of the competitor – that Blendtec was the best blender on the market.
The second happened just last week while visiting family over the Christmas holidays. I spent one morning camped out at my sister-in-law’s dining room table working on book stuff and took advantage of her blender to make a smoothie.
It was a rare day that vegetables won out over cookies.
Her blender was the competition, and there was a part of me that was excited to try it out for myself. To touch it without my own hands and make my own smoothie instead of just watching someone else do it.
I threw in a cup of kefir, a small handful of spinach, half an apple, one clementine and a banana. Unsure of the power of the machine, I turned the setting to low and flipped the switch to on. And watched, and waited.
Very little seemed to be happening inside the blender and I started to wonder if I’d have to use that dreaded jammer thingy. I cranked the speed up to high and finally the food started moving around and around.
I let the blender run for nearly a full minute, until visually it looked smooth, and then a few extra seconds just to be sure.
The result? A not-quite-so smooth smoothie. It made me miss my Blendtec and once again, I was convinced that we made the right choice.
So that’s my story. It’s been 18 months, 1241 blending cycles and a high protein smoothie book since we bought our Blendtec and we’re still in love with it as much as we were from day one.