It’s been almost two years since I’ve gone to Ikea, and for good reason. It is not the place to go when you’re on a budget. The meandering aisles and the oft single digit prices lend to spending with thoughtless and reckless abandon. I miss you, old friend.
I went in, armed with a list and a specific budget. Both went to rot with each fanciful new item. Do I really need more plastic prep bowls? Nested tin containers? Paper napkins printed with Indian-style animals? Kind of, sort of, not really. I wanted the Grilla grill pan, but I forgot to look for it, such is the distracting power of Ikea. I did start to build my arsenal of hermetic jars. At $2.99 each, I can afford to fill my pantry shelves over time. Since I know that my willpower is nil at Ikea, I should keep my trips to a minimum, and purposeful. We shall meet again, in a few more months…