TOOLS OF THE TRADE
I’m a roadie cook. These are my utensils. Swiss Army knife that C.L. gave me back in Louisiana, very sharp, keep cutting my thumb with it. Opens cans too. And an ultra-light titanium SPORK. I never thought I’d be a person who uses a spork. Now I am. I like it. I keep it in my handle-bar bag, stashed in the zippered-pocket with the pens and the pepper-spray. Sporks and skorts, weird words for two-in-one things. Don’t worry, I don’t do skorts. YET. You just never know what I might do after a trip like this. I hope to never wear a skort, remind me if I get too practical for my own good.
Reader Comments (2)
Love you guys!! You two will have the best stories after this trip. The pictures set the context wonderfully (more of you though jess!! Although, the hat on your bike alludes quite sweetly to you..:)). Keep it up, and if you guys need me to send you anything let me know:) xoxoxo
These are exactly the tools we were working with for our first month in India! (Difference being that we had running, if unpotable, water; and we went and bought proper knives in the second month). Rough and tough, you are - xoox!