No, wait, that's not right. (well work has been a bitch, but that's off topic)
I used to have a pressure cooker. Somewhere in my past life of moves and divorces, it disappeared. No recollection whatsoever.
Out of the blue the other day, it occurred to me that I no longer had a pressure cooker, and I really like the way it cooks a pot roast, and I have several Amex gift cards* with which I could purchase a replacement.
I hope there have been no technological "improvements" on pressure cookers since I last had one decades ago. A pressure cooker is simplicity defined. If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
I'm almost afraid to go look.
But, I want one.
* I've accumulated an assortment of gift cards by buying out, for cash, the gift cards my brood has received for various holiday and birthday gifts over the years. For the universal gift for my nieces and nephews, I just go get cash. They spend it down and they know exactly how much they have left without having to remember, or go to a website and type in the card number or keep an excel spreadsheet ledger on a $25 gift card. My kids hated getting gift cards.