I Love Ikea

Have you heard? It's true.

I really do love Ikea.

And not in the "let's be friends" sort of way, either. More that passionate, deep love that says "not even the gates of hell cold stand between you and me."

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Enjoying that melodrama?

In all seriousness, they have all kinds of crazy stuff that's cool to look at... and even buy if I actually have more than a buck to my name when I visit.

But the real gym is their food court.

For a buck, I got a "small breakfast." A scoop of scrambled eggs, two slices of bacon, and some rather tasty potatoes make up this meal in their cafeteria.

Then I went downstairs to their miniature version of their cafe to get a bottomless softdrink and large cinnamon roll for a buck-fifty.

But here's the greatest bit of all... their fountain drink machine has lingonberry on tap.

Make no mistake... lingonberry juice is dat fyre.

It even trumps fountain Mountain Dew in my book, and that is a very big feat.

If you haven't experienced Ikea yet, I recommend you do so immediately.

Right now.

Go go go go go!