I have three levels of food storage containers.
1. Empty yogurt and cottage cheese containers. They're a little ghetto, but they hold a lot of food, I don't care if they get damaged or lost, and I have a never-ending supply of them, because I eat a lot of dairy products. (That is a butternut squash in the background. I'm going to make a delicious butternut squash soup and then store it in a cottage cheese container this week.)
2. The remnants of a cheap set I bought several years ago at a store that does not deserve to be mentioned on the blog. It's much easier to take a single serving of yogurt or soup or salad to work in these than in a giant cottage cheese container. (That is an acorn squash in the background. Squash make me happy.)
3. The very nice, heavy plastic containers that never spill. These actually belong to my sister, but I haven't returned them to her yet, because a) I forget about them when I'm going to her house b) they're currently full of hummus c) she hasn't really noticed that they're gone and demanded to have them back. That might change after today.
A little while ago I ran into my sister in the library while I was carrying a hot container of soup that I had just microwaved in one of my level one storage containers. My sister was not pleased, because microwaving foods in plastics will kill you. I know this because my sister gave me a little talking to that included all of the following: leaching chemicals, carcinogens, hormone irregularities, cancer, death, mullets, animals dressed like humans, no new episodes of The Office, blah blah blah. Actually, she may not have mentioned those last several items, but apparently heating foods in yogurt containers does contribute to a number of sorrows and ills in the world.
So, being a girl who listens to her big sister and avoids known carcinogens when possible, I added a new storage container to my rotation. The glass, trying-to-preserve-my-life, lunch dish to take to work for food heating.
It'd better add several years to my life, because that dish cost more than all my other storage containers combined.
7 comments:
Your sister is right, as usual. Mom
Ok, between you and Nemesis I am going to have to get rid of all my plastic storage containers. My big dilema right now is how do I replace water bottles and yet retain an easy way of carrying (in my purse)water around with me?
Yay for sqaush! Remember that year when we made EVERYTHING with squash from Lisa's parents' garden? We had so much squash we would randomly leave it on the doorsteps of people we liked. We even squashed Brad Wilcox!! And yay for adding years to your life with the new glass container.
Glass is great until you break it.
Grr.
Isn't it only the low-grade plastics, like the yogurt and cottage cheese containers, that leach poison onto your delicious food when heated? I thought the higher-grade plastic (you know, rubbermaid and tupperware) was ok.
But you don't want to mess with mullets. No sirree.
Yankee Girl--There's supposed to be this new coated metal stuff that they're starting to make for water bottles. It'll probably be heavier than plastic, but less deadly.
Amy--Apparently, a number of previously safe plastics are now going to kill us.
Annie--Ah, yes. Squash has always brought me joy.
Mom--She's not always right.
Chou--Yeah. I broke one of my sister's life-saving containers. If I were a nice sister, I'd replace it.
I was thinking about your squash love, how funny that it is still going strong. I have the new glass containers pictured. I always worry that something bad will happen to them since they are glass and could kill someone. But if it keeps you alive I guess it is worth it.
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