Weighing in at a spice rack-busting two pounds, many would assume I now own a lifetime supply of garlic salt. I beg to differ. I don't know how long this shaker will survive in my "frat house" but I'm putting the over/under at six months. I'm giddy thinking about all the memories we'll share together, and once our torrid run is finally over, I'll be able to look back to when it all began by referencing the purchase date prominently written on its label.
The dated (and gargantuan) garlic salt container in question, with scale figure for reference.
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I am beginning to suspect you have an obsession with dating things. The timeline bookmark, the (rumored) timeline luggage tag. A touch of nostalgia or a desperate need to chronicle every move? Ponder, ponder, ponder...
Oh, the luggage tags are very much a reality. Thanks for helping me pimp them.
And the "desperate need" is more like a healthy does of OCD, with a light dusting of anal retentiveness.
Dave does have an obsession with dating things. That was the rationale for my produce post.
BADA-BING!
Also, I recall your family having the same neverending tube of garlic salt throughout my entire childhood. Am I wrong?
It wasn't the same container (I wonder if there are any unpackaged garlic salt dispensers these days--like the unpackaged nuts and granola one can purchase at Whole Foods), but it probably was the same brand and product purchased over and over again.
You should put an Undeployed bookmark or luggage tag on the back of the garlic salt container and chronicle every meal on which it's used.
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