Your night, stop by stop
Fold-Anna
We pick out yarn together at the old wool shop. One skein each, whatever color the other person reaches for first.
Knit at Bláa Kannan's neighbor
We post up at a quiet café table and try to actually start something with the yarn. Neither of us has to be good at it.
Berlín for waffles
We trade the needles for waffles and skyr. Reward for whatever lopsided thing we managed to knit.