Custom Kitchen Accessories: perfect giveaways for restaurants and food service companiesPrison wasn't easy on her. There were no painted garden tools, no flavored ice cubes, no citrus-rosemary water. No lampshade to gild, no trellis to build, no rose-festooned centerpieces to create. She couldn't even do a good mise en place when she was on kitchen duty, because all of the ingredients came in giant feed bags. And when she worked on license plates, it only made her miss her three-story crafting house all the more.
She dreamed of the day she'd get out and could again use promotional kitchen products from Pinnacle Promotions. As she'd drift off to sleep, she'd imagine being covered in customizable napkins, so soft and so practical. She'd imagine how simply she'd remove the tops of jars with promotional jar openers.
But then she'd wake up, and she'd see that her snoring cellmate had again left a bag of Doritos open on the floor. The cretin. If only she had her personalized bag clips. She could use one to close the bag and one to close her cellmate's snoring mouth. No, no, no. I'm far too civilized for that, she reminded herself.
If only the warden would listen to her, and her ideas for creating a revenue stream for the prison by printing its name and information on customizable Supreme Pizza Cutters. She knew he'd never let her actually touch one, given that it had a contoured blade that easily slices pizzas, quesadillas, brownies, and more. It was ideal for pizzerias, food shows, and company pizza parties. Why not buy a bunch and give them out at the next Corrections-Con? But he never listened.
If only he knew how calming it was for her to hold a custom Lunch Pod multi-compartment plastic food storage case, with two large food compartments, flip-up carry handles, and side snap lock tabs. Organizing her food was as soothing to her as yoga was to the convicted arsonist on her cell block.
And ugh, don't get her started on the napkins. Would it kill the guards to bring in some soft, durable, customizable napkins? Surely they were more cost-efficient, and certainly they wouldn't rub her skin raw, the way the thin, scratchy ones did.
But no one heard her pleas. And so she did her time. And she thought ahead to her release, and how sweet it would be to take her hands out of handcuffs and put them into custom Silicone Grilling Mitts. Yes, she sighed to herself. That's a good thing.