Les Jars

I hope for your sake that you're nothing like me. If you are, you've probably saved every single glass jar that's ever crossed your path. (Don't even get me started on reusable plastic containers, which merit a whole separate post.) Once something lands in my apartment, it's there for the duration. Someone once attempted to give me a smackdown for advising my favorite people in the world, my readers, to cover their cookie dough in plastic wrap.

But little did she know that I've been...