A Cook's Paradise, aka JK Adams!

Some people's idea of a vacation destination is Disneyland, or the Caribbean, or maybe they like a nice cruise. My favorite vacation destination is beautiful Vermont, and one of my favorite Vermont destinations is the amazing JK Adams, kitchen store extraordinaire, in Dorset, Vermont. I held out an entire 24 hours after arriving in Vermont before heading over there, showing extreme restraint on my part. I have been there enough times to have the joint fully cased, and I know there is absolutely anything that any serious home cook might want in the way of pot, pans, utensils, tools and a whole lot of fun ingredients as well, but I still never get tired of roaming around like a kid in a candy store.

Because they have these. Yes, those are as many La Crueset pans as one person can look at and still stay sane.

They also have these, in rainbow colors. I have a perfectly good white one at home on my kitchen counter right this minute, but it took extreme self-control not to put three of these in my basket. They are just so very beautiful...

If you need a medium size baker's pin, they have it. Giant muffin cups? Got it. Mini-muffin tins? Check.

Maybe you need a wooden spoon.

You can't have any of these candles, though. I bought them all. (Actually, I think I left you the red ones). I fill up pretty juice glasses with sand, sink the candles halfway in, light them every night at dinnertime and it makes me ridiculously happy.

I was also delighted to see that they carry a variety of things by the wonderful Sissy Hicks, who was the subject of my post "Sissy's Kitchen" a few days ago. If she makes it, it is GOOD.

This is the main floor (there are THREE heavenly floors). That cooler on the right is full of Vermont butter, and Vermont cheese. Oh yes.

These are the last things I saw before I left. I now own that round one. I NEEDED a round cutting board, I truly did.

There aren't a lot of things that would make me want to dance on the roof of a car, but a trip to JK Adams is one of them. (And just for the record, that is not me. That is the teenager. Who dances on the roof of a car just because she is sixteen, and full of beans.)

Here's the website for the best kitchen store in the world.

JK Adams