Leftover butter, rare occasion, goes in the fridge for next use. Other grease finds its way to the top of the dog's food. For grease that has no future purpose I would put in the fridge until it hardens then toss it in the trash. There may be another better way.

But, three doses, totally precision timed--I could ask for nothing more.

Very good to hear, better to hear would be a permanent solution that results in no pain.

How's the working going overall, -t?

Pretty good! It hasn't been a lot of hours, yet, which has made for a nice little ramp up. I'm not really good at it, yet, but I'm not embarrassingly incompetent, I don't think. And while being sociable isn't part of the job per se, I do interact with my co-workers and that's easier than I had feared in my most hermitty days. So, cautious optimism for the near future and I feel pretty good about the present.

I am HUNGRY and I want to go get food, but my husband is still asleep. WAKE UP, DAMN YOU.

Not only do I know better than to pour grease down the drain, I have vivid recollection of reading about the solid walls of fat blocking the Paris sewer system because French people are always pouring their grease down the drain.

It took half a bottle of Drain Gel Max and it is not cleared. The second half of the bottle has been administered and I'm heating up another kettle of water to pour down it's greasy gullet.

Dag, this whole morning has been unreasonably cluster fucky. At one point every member of family was whining about their various physical complaints as if in some disharmonious chorus of whinge. And doing it while standing around in the kitchen not helping me bail out the sink while I stood there with a hot kettle of water and little cartoon aggravation lines wafting off my head.

Sorry, Hec.

Leftover butter, rare occasion, goes in the fridge for next use. Other grease finds its way to the top of the dog's food. For grease that has no future purpose I would put in the fridge until it hardens then toss it in the trash. There may be another better way.

We forgot to put the 6 tbsp of melted butter in the german pancake/dutch babies on Xmas morning. I am shamed to report that it wasn't until midway through the second one that someone thought to use it as a dipping sauce.

[That said, they came out fine with the butter omitted, just a little heavy and less rich, so I think from now on we can do half butter without missing it. So a win in the end.]

So, cautious optimism for the near future and I feel pretty good about the present.

That's great!

Don't pour that extra half cup of melted butter left over from that recipe down the sink.

Apparently your area doesn't have the relentless anti-FOG (Fats, Oil and Grease) campaign we have here.

We forgot to put the 6 tbsp of melted butter in the german pancake/dutch babies on Xmas morning. I am shamed to report that it wasn't until midway through the second one that someone thought to use it as a dipping sauce.

There's a traditional pastry around here at Christmas called schnecken. It's basically like 6 cinnamon rolls set into a loaf pan (3 rolls long, 2 rolls deep), and then liberally doused with a cinnamon-sugar butter that is basically a whole stick of butter per loaf. (When you make it from scratch, ANOTHER whole stick goes into the dough.)

Tim makes it for our families at Christmas, and he generally has some of the cinnamon-sugar butter leftover, and it hangs out in the fridge until summer, at which point we throw it out.

Not this morning. We had pancakes, and I was digging butter and syrup out of the fridge, and found the schnecken butter. We heated it up in the microwave until it was soft (but not liquid). On top of pancakes, it was about the best damn thing I have ever put in my mouth.

better to hear would be a permanent solution that results in no pain

Sometimes I forget that's on the table. And, weirdly, sometimes I think it's happened. Not for more than fifteen minutes or so at a time, and I don't know why I think so--it's depressing when it ends. But I don't do it on purpose.

The pen cleanup did not go as well as planned. Yeah, I already had black ballpoint pens--that's good to know. But in all that, I only tossed out maybe 5 for not working anymore. I have no idea what to do with most of the rest other than baggies by type.

omg, schnecken . . .