Buyer beware. At our last party I thought I would be the coolest hostess ever if I used one of my Dazey ice crushers to show off my bartending skills. That concept didn't last long after I realized that one required Superman strength to work it. You'd think the rocket shape design would have given me the hint. So with tail between my legs I reverted back to the fail proof way of crushing ice. The way my mom taught me long ago. The hammer. Works every time.