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[sniffnoy]

So it's... well, it's now. I'm hungry. What's for dinner? Well, I have these microwavables... but tommorow everything's going to be closed, so I want to save such emergency food. The next obvious choice is to make myself a sandwich, but I think I've had quite enough of sandwiches over the past few days. Well, I say, it's only 8:00, it's not too late... it's time to once again try your hand at cooking. I have various foods my mom had given me before I came here - rice, rice pilaf, macaroni, spaghetti... so, first things first, I need a pot. But I can't find one. I check all the cabinets, and there are several pans, but no pots. Huh. There is, of course, Satory's pot (if it is one, I can't really tell), but that's clearly off limits[0]. So, uh... we have no pot. Great, towels and pots, where am I going to find those?

In the meantime, looks like it's sandwiches again.

-Harry

[0](WHY?! GAH.) Thing I just noticed now: After the bread incident, what he told me was not to take his bread. OK, that sounds normal until you realize what most people would say - "Sure you can have some but ask me first, OK?" Given that, I'm kind of afraid to ask him to borrow the pot...

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[pklemica]

Oddly enough, there is a pot store on 53rd (I think it's near Dorchester? Possibly a bit farther east than that. It's on the south side of the street): The Frehlling Pot Company, or something. They sell all sorts of cooking gadgetry, as well as random expensive candles for god knows what reason. Can't help you with towels, though.