Two friends, L and R, introduced the idea of city composting to me. Now this brought back smelly memories of when I was a child and I stumbled upon my grandparent's compost pile behind the storage shed. But, if it's good for the environment, why the hell not? What's been interesting as I've looked into this is there is an entire culture devoted to worm harmony out there. Some highlights:
1) Harvest your worm compost with your hands, never a shovel, to keep your critters intact.
2) Refrigerate food scraps, and keep them slightly damp, but not too damp, before putting the waste in the compost bin.
3) Worms prefer to eat cool, damp scraps. (Thus the tedious process explained above.)
4) Keep your bin indoors so the worms stay cool. (Never mind your sniffer.)
5) And yes, if you mess this up, worms have their own watch group in The Earth Worm Digest Organization.
Water People
I've never waited a table. You wouldn't want me to. But I imagine that waiters have their own lingo and codes. My boyfriend and I were on the receiving end of what could only be the unfavorable type of customer at an expensive restaurant, the--we'll just be having water customer. It's not that one meal at M&S was out of our league, especially since it was lunch. It wasn't that soup and salad was all we could afford. If anything, the waiter could have had a bigger tip because we weren't spending as much as we're used to on dining out. Needless to say after being ignored--Nobel Prize winner Weisel says indifference is worse than being treated with anger--and complimentary bread deprived, we did not leave a tip.
So here it is now--if people order water on a Saturday afternoon it might just be because they're hung over and saving room for a friend's pasta bolognese later.
So here it is now--if people order water on a Saturday afternoon it might just be because they're hung over and saving room for a friend's pasta bolognese later.