The origins of this blog name are unknown, ok? Or maybe they just got put away in a container at some point and forgotten about in the back of the fridge, until one day someone cleaning came across them. And after picking it up with the very tips of their fingers for minimum contact, and leaning in to sniff it, and declaring it bad, the cleaner just went ahead and threw it out. Tupperware and all. Because even cleaners hate scraping out gross food and washing mold out of tupperware. Or maybe cleaners especially hate it? Since it’s hard to imagine that you’ll ever be able to forget how disgusting the plastic once was the next time you need to put some food away. And plastic seems so disposable anyway. The cleaner can just buy some new, beautifully pristine plastic.
So the origins of this blog are lying somewhere in the middle of a trash heap, keeping the secrets of its ingredients but never the less smelling up the place.
Do you see what I mean? I have a tupperware secret, but I’ll never tell!!!