It’s the end of the month, which means people are moving and leaving stuff on the curb at inappropriate times. Last night I came across a couple of promising looking bags and a kick left me thinking it might be food. I opened it up and found some good stuff. It was probably what was left in the cupboards and fridge after someone moved away.
Olive oil (smells good!)
Twinings Earl Grey tea (maybe 10 clean looking bags)
Kusmi green tea with almond scent (another 10 bags)
Jar of anchovy filets (unopen)
Little stick of butter (open, but looks clean)
Some soft cheese (open, a few cuts out of it but looks good)
Some hard cheese (unopen!)
A little thing of chocolate (already ate it, and it was good!)
I won’t lie: even though this all looks good from an instinctual perspective it’s still a challenge for me to think objectively about it. I still think about the worst case scenario, even though I don’t really know what that entails.
The fear itself is interesting. What is that worst-case scenario I keep considering? Did someone cover it with invisible rat-poison for reasons unknown, or maybe there was chicken I didn’t see in the bag that oozed a layer of salmonella all over the food? Both these are extremely unlikely, and even if it were the case I would be able to tell that something was up. A more realistic fear is that the food has gone bad, but with things such as cheese and butter and such you can always tell. There’s mold, or it smells funky, or whatever. Even then, a little bit won’t kill you.
So, I’m going to eat this stuff, and share it with friends. I’m thankful I found this in a nice clean trash bag. Somewhere out in Kenya, people are eating straight out of a dumpsite (bit.ly/KrxvRS) because that’s what they have to do to make a living (interesting video here: bit.ly/PkN7Zt).
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