On a recent Friday, while the four of us were visiting my little big-city brother, he and a friend escorted us to IKEA to scope out kitchen options and eat the trademark lunch they offer for $3.99 (fifteen Swedish meatballs, mashed potatoes, and lingonberries).
The following Tuesday found me puttering along in a borrowed truck to a less distant location of the household superstore, where I loaded up a sink, cabinets, a microwave, and more–about 148 items, plus the requisite fifteen Swedish meatballs, which I am still assembling into the promised kitchen of our dreams.
As soon as the day after my travels, even though I was still reeling from the PISD (Post-IKEA Stress Disorder) I’d picked up along with our dreams fulfillment, I knew I’d someday go back. There are always more household outfitting needs, after all, and so at the breakfast table I laid out a Great Date IKEA Idea.
I said, “Let’s save up $500 and go to IKEA and buy–.”
N’s interjected ending to my sentence was immediate: “Eighteen hundred meat balls.”
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| N in her uncle’s Ivy League Statistics PhD-candidate office. She wasn’t too far off: At $3.99 for a plate of 15, 1,800 meatballs would cost $478.80. |
3 Comments
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I'm just wondering how the 15 meatballs are going to "be assembled into the kitchen" along with everything else. Will they serve as cupboard handles? Are they to be re-made into an edgy modern art piece for the wall? Will they be the knobs that hold back the curtains? I'm intrigued.
KTdid
I'd have to say, I was wondering about the meatball
assemblage as well. Q.
goodbadi
Maybe I'm just hoping that Swedish meatballs will be a regular part of our diet once our lives take on the new flair of stylish kitchening.