Well for one thing, it is NOT a fire poker!
I know that! Now.
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Well for one thing, it is NOT a fire poker!
I know that! Now.
I have refillable clicky sticks, and a can of butane.
Cass is not allowed to have butane. Pretty sure Jilli isn't either.
I also have a clicky stick that has no gas, it just sparks, and it uses Zippo lighter flints. It's like 30 years old.
Cass is not allowed to have butane. Pretty sure Jilli isn't either.
LIES, ALL LIES! We are totes allowed to have butane.
The show quote that is the corner of the page as I read the current clicky stick discussion is apropo:
Flames wouldn't be eternal if they actually consumed anything.
Lilah, 'Home'
We are totes allowed to have butane.
Yes we are. Totes.
And that's the best Lilah line...
I've never run out of clicky stick--I have butane. But too often I find myself lighting candles with the kitchen torch, which is like cracking a peanut with a hammer. Or sifting through my matchbook collection for ones from places I will go to again, because I'm too lazy to go into the next room and get a proper lighting implement.
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Distracted by the tennis. Two Chinese women in the Australian Open semifinals. Pretty damned good.
What is the kitchen torch and do I want one?
DUDE, is that the crème brûlée thingie? I so want one of those. I have been told it's a Bad Idea but it's amazing and I want it.
I also have a clicky stick that has no gas, it just sparks, and it uses Zippo lighter flints. It's like 30 years old.
That's what I thought they ALL were!
What is the kitchen torch and do I want one?
No.
And no.