Emili went to Estonia to visit her peeps. She came back with treats for her L.A. homies. Knowing my obsession with food, she got me a butter knife carved out of juniper. I'm going to add it to my collection of wood knives that I bought in Sweden three years ago. I had thought that my Swedish cutlery was made of cedar. But after smelling and holding the knife that Emili got me and comparing it to the Swedes' handiwork, I concluded that perhaps the juniper cartel has a lock on arbor-inspired kitchenware in Europe.
Emili also shared some candy. Unwrapped, the candy was as hard as marbles. But in my mouth it melted like snow on a sun-drenched driveway. Emili said the candy was made of pure sugar, with a bit of butter for flavoring. To me, it tasted like the Estonian equivalent of dulce de leche. I liked the drawing of the blue cow so much that I pinned it to my cubicle, under my Parasite Pal.
The Estonian dulce de leche didn't satisfy my sweet tooth for the day. I craved a soy chai latte, but then I remembered that there would be a tea party after a lecture given by a New York fashion designer, that I had to cover a couple of blocks away at a local museum. I figured that I could burn off most of the calories by walking the three blocks to the museum from my office. So I nibbled on a chocolate chip scone with clotted cream and strawberry jam, a puny portion of pecan pie and a yin-yang cookie that the museum decorated in tribute to the Malaysian-born designer's Chinese background.
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