We haven't yet found a place to store it, partly because it's too tall to fit under the kitchen sink, and partly--let's face it--because it's beautiful.
It's like a fez and a flying saucer had a child, which went to Japan to study design and then discovered stew and decided to devote its life to making people very very happy. Who'd want to hide that in a cupboard?
This weekend, The Boy took it on its maiden voyage--Moroccan lamb with fennel and dates:
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