The Lord of the Chopsticks: The Fellowship of the Chopstick
The word chopstick is normally associated with wooden eating implements, or perhaps a catchy easy to play piano composition. Yesterday I associated it with trapsing all over Scarborough to find the former. A meal to Luke was long overdue as he had already cooked me 3 fantastic meals, so I agreed to do a stir fry on the condition that we would eat it with chopsticks and that I would also find a plate to eat the meal on. Alas my previous plate met its doom when it collided with the kitchen floor at high speed. Many a heff meal was eaten on its ceramic surface, lost but not forgotten! However finding chopsticks in Scarborough was not as easy as I first thought, so Luke and I set on a quest to find some.
Here’s a list of the menacing culprits which failed to serve me the aforementioned sticks of oriental culinary tools:
- Tesco (Who also didn’t sell any plates which weren’t made of paper, what’s the deal with that?!)
- Costcutter
- Iceland
- Wilkinsons (Who did sell plates so I got one. So they’re only semi-evil)
- TK Maxx (Long shot,I know!)
- Matalan (Another long shot!)
Finally the Oriental superstore yielded results (a good first place to look, but I only happened upon it by chance), so hats off to them.
‘Twas the day of Neil’s birthday, so we all decided to go out for a chinese meal but there was no way I was wasting the use of my newly bought chopsticks, that were so hard to find. Therefore I didn’t care about the strange looks when I got my chopsticks out of my pocket and tucked in to my chinese meal.
The stir fry was delayed until today, of which I received a good review from Luke.
Oh and thanks everyone for the welcome posts on their blogs, of course there are far too many to people to name here 