As previously mentioned in this internet publication, I purchased a cardboard house full of little jars of jam for the holiday season. (So did at least one of my coworkers, making for a fun jam twin experience.) The jars are teensy little single-serve things, like you would expect, but I am loathe to throw them away. There’s some little dumb part of my lizard brain that thinks I can reuse them just like I do their larger siblings, despite them being able to hold, at most, a shot. The first one is now sitting on my counter like a tiny little guilt jar, and will no doubt be joined by others before I give up and recycle them.
Emchap's Shit from the Internet 12/2/20 🍠
Emchap's Shit from the Internet 12/2/20 🍠
Emchap's Shit from the Internet 12/2/20 🍠
As previously mentioned in this internet publication, I purchased a cardboard house full of little jars of jam for the holiday season. (So did at least one of my coworkers, making for a fun jam twin experience.) The jars are teensy little single-serve things, like you would expect, but I am loathe to throw them away. There’s some little dumb part of my lizard brain that thinks I can reuse them just like I do their larger siblings, despite them being able to hold, at most, a shot. The first one is now sitting on my counter like a tiny little guilt jar, and will no doubt be joined by others before I give up and recycle them.