So here we go. Today I tried to add whip to kids hot chocolate. It worked fine yesterday, I swear. Today, it spluttered and splooged and generally seemed pretty sad. I shook it. I heard nothing. I only realized that in retrospect. Of course what I should have heard was the same thunking sound that I heard yesterday. But I'm tired. And I drink. So I deemed the canister to be empty and suggested to Davina that she make more whipped. The lost piece was indeed in the canister and had wedged itself in the EXACT spot to prevent any cream from exiting the canister. Sigh. I'd like to say that I think this concludes the Saga Of The Whipped Cream... but I doubt it.

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