A Quote by Aerin Lauder

In terms of pots and pans, I just use the basics - I'm not a snob like that. — © Aerin Lauder
In terms of pots and pans, I just use the basics - I'm not a snob like that.
In terms of pots and pans, I just use the basics - Im not a snob like that.
I got rid of all of my non-stick pots and pans, anything that had a kind of toxic surface in terms of cooking.
My mother never met a gadget she didn't like. There were tube pans for baking the angel food cakes my father could have after his first heart attack, and Bundt pans and loaf pans and baking pans and grilling pans.
I was playing with sound like I would have played with pots and pans as a kid.
Christ moves along the pots and pans.
Damn words; they're just the pots and pans of life, the pails and scrubbing-brushes. I wish I didn't have to think in words.
My ear is not working, my poetry ear. I can't write a line that doesn't sound like pots and pans falling out of the cupboard.
If "ifs" and "ands" were pots and pans, there'd be no work for tinkers' hands
If you want to save yourself the ticket price, go into the kitchen, cue up a male choir singing the music of hell, and get a kid to start banging pots and pans together. Then close your eyes and use your imagination.
Militant mothers hiding in the basement using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets.
I use my non-stick pans as very specific tools. They're my egg pans. They live by themselves, in a cabinet. They go in their own home. They will never get scratched.
My mum still needs all her pots and pans, so she's not giving me any of hers yet.
I started playing drums at about seven or eight. My mom used to let me play with the pots and pans, and instead of telling me to stop like most moms would, she just let me do it. So the noise kind of turned into music. From that point on, musically, that's what I want to do: start creating beats.
Lord of all pots and pans and things make me a saint by getting meals and washing up the plates!
Get out from that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans. Well, roll my breakfast cause I'm a hungry man.
Let there be no disappointment when obedience keeps you busy in outward tasks. If it sends you to the kitchen, remember that the Lord walks among the pots and pans.
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