Ham-per-ware
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Growing up, my mother treated tupperware as something precious, scarce and wonderful. Each day, before leaving, she'd look me square in the eye and say,"Whatever you do, do not throw away the tupperware."
My dad got the same third degree, and I'm sure that Lea has to deal with it too.
And ever since, it's stuck that way. At my last apartment there was an abundance of tupperware bottoms. But a severe drought of tupperware tops.
A tupperware bottom is just like a really shitty plate.
But recently, I found deli meat that comes in tupperware. So, when you get deli meat, you also get tupperware. Fully functioning hazy-plastic clear tupperware.
And this is very, very exciting.
















