This question may never show up on the national geography bee, but do you know where holding socks was invented? I guess it could show up in an international geography bee, which may give you a clue. The answer is:
Lettuce Knit, a shop brought to my attention by the Yarn Harlot. I had the fortune to visit there this week while in Toronto on business. It is a lovely shop, small but very well stocked and well organized, and the extremely helpful and charming Natalie demonstrated that they really know their stuff. She was able to coach me on how various yarns knit up, etc., and while I was there, she helped a nice man pick out sock yarn for his wife, treating him with total respect and not a bit of the “oh, isn’t that cute, a man in a yarn shop” that so irks me, having been on the “oh, isn’t that cute, a woman chemical engineer” side of things far too often. Natalie is shown here holding my second Rivendell sock, which I have finished all but the toe graft.
Natalie invited me to join them for knit night, but sadly I had a business dinner that didn’t end until after 10. The up side of that was that I got to see the Toronto troupe of Second City perform. They were, not unexpectedly, hilarious. I took some photos on my cell phone, but they are all horribly blurry. Here is one, just as proof. Maybe someday I’ll see one or more of these faces on SNL, but even then I’ll harbor a bit of regret at not getting to knit night at Lettuce Knit. (But I have another trip there in June, and I’m blocking Wednesday night in advance!)
My direct flight home got cancelled, putting me on a prop plane to Detroit and finally a flight to MSP arriving near midnight. I would be bummed about that, but hearing about the other prop plane that crashed that night changed my attitude. Hold your loved ones close this weekend.
You’re one of mine,