Valley Soul

Well actually, it was more like jazz meets pop.

This morning, after enduring the unique torture that is leg waxing, we went to the Valley. The markets were on and we also needed to stock up on Asian groceries, so we decided to make a day of it, myself, Alex and Josh. First stop was a commercial kitchen suppliers in search of a garlic press I won't break. Even the all metal ones only last me 2 years at best. Kitchen stores are a sort of wonderland for me: I worked in kitchens through uni and am a bit of a domestic gourmet, so I oohed and ahhed over lots of utensils as gismos. Came away with a piping bag, ladle, parfait spoons and a commercial-grade garlic press. All good!

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