Last weekend Bethie and I went to the fancy cooking store in the mall. They have an impressive array of wooden spoons, spatulas of wood and metal and rubber, pizza boards, flat pasta strainers, and other dangerous implements of that ilk.
After examining all these goodies, she informed me that the spatula pictured below would serve double duty as a pasta stirrer and drainer (given the holes). The thing is utterly flat with nice rounded edges, about a quarter inch thick and made of (I’m guessing) a nice clear-grained birch. It was going for a ridiculous gourmet-store price, but I cheerfully took it up to the counter and bought it. (Fortunately nobody has told gourmet stores about standard pricing for paddles in BDSM stores, so it was still a bargain.)
The thing has a delightfully evil combination of lightness, stiffness, and speed (because of the length and the holes). So far I have only used it playfully, and mostly while Bethie is fully clothed, but even so it makes her dance from one foot to the other in the cutest imaginable way.
I think perhaps this weekend I’ll use it to draw a map of the USSR….