No Time for Putty

One of the things I like doing when at IKEA is looking through their Swedish food. I rarely actually buy any, often because the things I want need refrigeration and I am usually not going straight home after shopping there. On the trip last night to buy additional shelves for our bookcases in Fernley, I nearly bought the tube of salmon paste as a present for travelswithkuma, but then I remembered how Kuma was unimpressed with such things and might decide that I was trying to trick him into eating fish-flavored spackling compound or something like that.