Who was it again who said “There’s a sucker born every minute?”
I’m beginning to wonder if all of the suckers emigrated to Toronto while I wasn’t looking.
First off, I saw a number of pretty wild food spending choices in the latest issue of Toronto Life.
Here is an example of a $170.00 steak:
(Gotta like that line “… only a client dinner can justify the expense”. I guess that’s because you’d be billing the clients for it at the end of the day.)
If that’s a bit too rich for your blood, or should you not have a bunch of sucker clients at your disposal, you can pick up this 12 ounce steak for $94.00 – a bargain!
(And, apparently the cows are happy while they’re living. I’ve never quite understood this new concept, mind you. Why is the meat eater’s conscience salved because the cows, chickens etc have a good time before you kill them and eat them? Could someone please explain this to me?)
This is more along the usual price range of the beef entering this house:
Anyway, next I saw an article about $15 cups of coffee being all the rage on College Street. Now, you know I’m interested in coffee, but this is a bit much. People line up for it, apparently.
Oh – and it’s the only coffee in the joint in question that you can’t take with you to go. Probably a good thing – they’d likely want to tack on a toonie for a paper cup and one of those annoying little sleeve thingies so you don’t burn yourself.
(Last year, I saw another wildly overpriced coffee for sale in a grocery store: it’s called Kopi Lewak. It has a unique flavour which comes from – get this – the fact that the beans are eaten and then excreted by a small cat-like creature called a civet. Seriously. I
shitkid you not!
This is what it looks like in the wild, apparently:
Mmm-mmm good. And what do they charge for this? $120.00 for four ounces/113 grams – and you can bet for that price they have some pretty exact scales… you’re not going to get 115 grams!. That’s $480 per pound, folks.)
And I thought Starbucks was expensive. I think I’ll stick with my extra large Tim’s – $1.75 a pint.
Author’s note: er, um… I may well have posted about the catsh1t coffee before. If so, sorry… but it seemed to fit in well with this theme, don’t you think.
Anyway, yesterday I saw something which really took the cake. At the place near my office where they sell $15.00 hot chocolate mix, which I thought was bad enough…
Now, this was guaranteed to put me in a bad mood up front. I hate the word “bl**g” – so much that I can’t even bring myself to type it. I don’t know if it’s an official word yet but I would start a petition to keep it out of the Oxford English Dictionary if not.
Then I saw the price: $75.00!!!! For 750 ml of WATER!!!! From TENNESSEE!!! This, by the way, in a city in CANADA which ran out of its snow removal budget in… wait for it… January.
(Yes, I’m shouting. I’ve just about had it.)
I immediately came to the office and googled it, of course. According to a review I read, this is water that makes a “truly defining statement”. And it tastes good. It’s WATER, people! Has everyone forgotten what fish do in water, I ask you!!
Oh – but some good news… the bottles are recyclable! Why anyone stupid enough to actually but a $75 bottle of water would then turn around and recycle this bottle is beyond my tiny little brain… The B word is made out of Swarovski crystals, after all.
Well, I don’t know about you, but for $75 I’d rather have 47 feet of this fancy Swarovski crystal studded yarn:
At this point, however, I must confess that I feel quite virtuous. You see, when I treated myself to a little pop-in to Lettuce Knits on the way to an appointment yesterday, I came across this silk laceweight yarn to die for yesterday:
And now, if I win the lottery and stop having to go to work, I can make this beauty from Victorian Lace Today:
The Cap Shawl. Swoon. If I ever made one, I’d probably walk around all day with it, just like this.
Anyway, I loved this yarn so much that I bought 2000 metres of it (each skein is sold in 1000 metres of weight). I won’t tell you how much it cost me (despite all of the excesses of other people described above, I feel embarrassed)…let’s just say that it was pennies per metre. Better than $1.59 for a foot (one third of a metre, roughly) in my book.
I feel much better now (although the extreme guilt of cheating on the Handmaiden is hard to live with. But I’m sure I’ll cope.
I also managed to pick up some educational materials at Lettuce Knit: