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Showing posts with label adapting to the cold. Show all posts
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The kindness of strangers. A warm feeling on a cold day.[/caption]
When I finally finished my breakfast and got off my butt to make some binning rounds, I couldn't help but notice that some thoughtful person(s) had given me the gift of food.
First I saw the package of salami tucked in the the back of my bike trailer. It was in a clear-plastic store bag. In the front of the trailer was another store bag containing more luncheon meat and a block of cheddar cheese. And beside the bag, bold as brass, a plastic jar of peanut butter. Thank you kind person(s). These are all excellent choices for a homeless person on the go.
All of this provender is brand new, near as I can tell -- I've yet to eat any of it -- I just put it in the fridge for later.
Meaning I just left it neatly on my bike trailer. I'm living in the fridge right now.
That's not a complaint; it's a handy fact. The food on my trailer is not in any danger of spoiling -- if peanut butter and salami can spoil. That means I can eat it when I'm hungry, and I don't have to eat it all at once. More importantly, I can hold off on the luncheon meat until I find some mustard.
Once I crack the seal on the peanut butter, I give it half-a-day -- one day tops
The kindness of strangers. A warm feeling on a cold day.[/caption]When I finally finished my breakfast and got off my butt to make some binning rounds, I couldn't help but notice that some thoughtful person(s) had given me the gift of food.
First I saw the package of salami tucked in the the back of my bike trailer. It was in a clear-plastic store bag. In the front of the trailer was another store bag containing more luncheon meat and a block of cheddar cheese. And beside the bag, bold as brass, a plastic jar of peanut butter. Thank you kind person(s). These are all excellent choices for a homeless person on the go.
All of this provender is brand new, near as I can tell -- I've yet to eat any of it -- I just put it in the fridge for later.
Meaning I just left it neatly on my bike trailer. I'm living in the fridge right now.
That's not a complaint; it's a handy fact. The food on my trailer is not in any danger of spoiling -- if peanut butter and salami can spoil. That means I can eat it when I'm hungry, and I don't have to eat it all at once. More importantly, I can hold off on the luncheon meat until I find some mustard.
Once I crack the seal on the peanut butter, I give it half-a-day -- one day tops
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