thomas

It just dawned on me that there is a whole purgatory section at the back of the fridge where borderline expired, suspiciously old, or plain unappealing food goes to die long before someone in the household finally decides to throw it away.

This is like unspoken sociologically emergent group behavior

Aviator, diver, Etherean, nexialist, PhD in aviation ∩ climate science | Host of /diving /ethfinance /eth-staker /geopolitics /science /singapore /thomas

Nothing to see there just that sad sticky jar of pickles from 2022 waiting to be found.

𝘠𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳.

I must confess that I’ve feasted on a jar of pickles more than once when I had the munchies and every other option in the fridge was even less appealing