My family is far from rich, but they’re very happy. My sisters and I grew up poor, but
never knew it. We always had
everything we needed, and spent a lot of time playing outdoors. My sister, Donna Michelle, or just
plain Michelle as she likes to be referred to these days, has four beautiful
children, is finishing school to become a special education teacher, works as
an intern, and takes care of her lovely partner and household. She works harder than most anyone I
know, and is truly happy. What
better to bless her with than knowledge of diving, and thankfully, she’s
interested! Just as we were
finishing dinner at my parent’s house she asked if she could join us on our
trip to TJs tonight. I was so
excited to take her, especially after having already taken my brother a couple
of days earlier. We went to three
stores, and barely had room for her in the bus on the ride home.
We made trip after trip from the bus to her kitchen,
carrying boxes and bags full of food—packs of still frozen tilapia and mahi
mahi, fresh chicken, heaps of yogurt, eggs, vegetables, fruit, crackers, nuts,
breads, chips, and even some chocolate covered pomegranate seeds and bouquets
of fresh flowers. I decided I
couldn’t even be bothered to log it all as carefully as I usually do, just
because of sheer quantity. What am
I going to do about food waste, teach everyone how to rescue it with the
requirement that they share with at least one other person (and they must tell
the person where the food came from).
I used to write letters to the CEO of TJs asking them to instantiate a
zero-waste food policy. No
response. So, if they’re going to
throw it away, I’m going to spread the word. Know this – dumpster diving is illegal, trespassing, and
violators can be prosecuted. I
wonder what it would feel like to be that cop who arrests a woman taking food
from the trash.
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