On Cooking Oil Disposal

First of all, go see the *Creepy Hug show, "Dirt Nap", tonight at 8pm at Gorilla Tango! Funny show! Buy tickets here!

Now, this week my parents moved from St. Louis, MO all the way to Ft. Myers, FL. They assure me this is not their big retirement move, and they promised to grace us with their presence occasionally in the Midwest. I sure hope so, because this morning I realized that while in 32 years they managed to get most of the big details of life and pieces of advice out of the way, there are one or two little things they have left me woefully unprepared to deal with.

They made sure I knew never to pour cooking oil or grease down a drain in your home. They grew up in an era when mysterious grease traps were built into their basements (maybe they still are; I am not a homeowner), and my dad remembers vividly the first time he saw the disgusting contents of said trap. So my parents prepared me and prepared me good to keep your cooking oil in frozen cans in your freezer.

They did not explain what to do when your freezer is finally full of old creamed-corn cans that are now filled with oil. Putting them in our trash can on a 70-degree day does not seem to be a very polite option. We're looking into a 3rd freezer--industrial size.