If we had an Ikea in Denver, I might be a little more blasé about shopping there, but I just love the place. Love. It. 
On my once-a year-visit I don't let myself get excited about big stuff (if I can't carry it, I can't have it), but I always get a new duvet cover and some kind of kitchen thing. I have a plate of meatballs in the restaurant. And I like to stop in the little food market on the way out. Because you never know what those crazy Swedes will come up with next.Pasta elks, anyone?
Seriously. Elks!
Wow. What a random animal to have pastafied...
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