I have had my eye on a french oven for such a long time, and really didn't expect to have one of my own so soon.
I spotted this nestled in with several other pots and pans, stroked and lifted the lid half fazed and my eyes lit up! The beautiful clunky weight of cast iron! And for $8, surely not. I picked it up and carried it around the store checking the other nooks, bins and shelves thoroughly but without concentration. I proceeded to the check out with my $10 note still unconvinced of the price; I burst out with "I know!" when she quoted the price tag, waiting for me to pay the sum, she didn't seem to follow. As I stepped away from the counter another customer stopped me and said "That's beautiful, do you mind me asking what you paid for it?", "Eight dollars" I said, her jaw dropped, "I know!" I said again smiling. Such a great store, they had Christmas Carols blaring.
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