Katya's kitchen adventures. It's cute. She was unfamiliar with the operation of the automatic dish washing machine and didn't locate the door-frame interlocking lever. After sort of reading the "instructions" on the dishwasher soap and lye packet, she attempted to open one but realized she ought just put it in the compartment on the inner door. So far so good. But even with two telephonic shout-outs, she has yet to lock the door. After a few minutes of pouting she decided to simply sit and wait. Not exactly sure why she removed the utensil caddy -- perhaps to make room for the sticky-bottom yellow universal boiling pot. I think she was absent when they ran the introductory tour of the apartment. But no, asking the slack-jaw boys cluttering up the place would only lead to insults, recriminations, and even more pouting. OMG! This is the most exciting action here in a while!
so dishwasher still not running?