We never had these in our house when I was growing up, so they always seemed kinda special, like maybe only rich people had them or something. I don't think I ever got over that feeling that zippered plastic bags were a kind of luxury.
But now I go through them like a madman.
I cook a lot of chicken, and you know what the garbage starts to smell like after just one day. I hate it when my garbage smells like garbage. So I toss the skins and bones and fat-trimmings and gristle and giblets (yes, I toss the giblets) and the packaging the chicken comes in and all those paper towels I use up when I pat the chickens dry into a zippered plastic bag and then toss that into my Star Market plastic bags and tie that up and throw that in the trash can.
Anyone remember Phil Hartman's The Anal-Retentive Chef on SNL? That's what I'm turning into!
Ooh, wait. I just thought of something. Maybe some of those bags I use once for various food-related tasks I can save up just to use for throwing out stuff. Hmmm...
But now I go through them like a madman.
I cook a lot of chicken, and you know what the garbage starts to smell like after just one day. I hate it when my garbage smells like garbage. So I toss the skins and bones and fat-trimmings and gristle and giblets (yes, I toss the giblets) and the packaging the chicken comes in and all those paper towels I use up when I pat the chickens dry into a zippered plastic bag and then toss that into my Star Market plastic bags and tie that up and throw that in the trash can.
Anyone remember Phil Hartman's The Anal-Retentive Chef on SNL? That's what I'm turning into!
Ooh, wait. I just thought of something. Maybe some of those bags I use once for various food-related tasks I can save up just to use for throwing out stuff. Hmmm...
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