Well, what did you expect? It’s Vancouver and so down comes the rain. Plus, I hear that the weather back in Edmonton isn’t too bad these days. *Sigh* My only consolation is that the temperature is still on the warm side (and now I don’t have to do laundry!)
The great spatula adventure:
Okay, so it’s raining. We’ve got that far. (Did I mention that it’s raining?)
Now the question remains: what do I do in the rain, in a city where I don’t know anyone, I have no transportation (transit strike!) and have already exhausted the short term biking potential of a puddle ridden city? Well, I would have sat in my apartment and watched TV in my comfortable IKEA chair, but alas, the fact that I (admittedly) have a small and relatively boring apartment, drained that ambition(?) from my waterlogged brain.
To make a long story short, I sucked it up and decided to walk to the big mall. And just to clarify, there are two malls in walking distance: the small mall which is about 15 minutes from my place, and the big mall, which is a solid half hour stroll from my front door.
But goal oriented as I am (raise one eyebrow in curious suspicion here) I realized I could not go to the mall on a limited buget without a specific intention. In other words, I decided to go spatula shopping.
Don’t laugh too hard. A well designed, egonomically stable spatula is the foundation of a professional kitchen, and as the reigning and currently undefeated Iron Chef (for Edmonton as far as I know) I expect a certain level of quality in my spatula purchases.
Again, to hasten what could otherwise be a long and drawn out narrative with colorful descriptions and flamboyant details of my journey and spatula search, I will conclude by saying that I did indeed acheive my goal and am now the proud owner of a gleaming new cooking utensil. And it only cost me $1.49 plus tax.