Canned potatoes freak me out. Who's too lazy to cook regular old potatoes? But when a can of potatoes magically appears on the sidewalk in front of my apartment, than I'm really spooked.
I find random food on my street all the time and I never know what I should do about it. Last week, it was a bag of hamburger buns and an unopened pack of tortillas. Two weeks ago, there was a pizza dough and a bag of grated mozzarella cheese.
And let's not forget the entire frozen turkey I found last November. Still frozen. Poor little turkey. I dragged it to the corner and gave it to the guy who sells fruit because I didn't want it to go to waste. How do you drop an entire frozen turkey and not notice???
4 comments:
Sure sounds like someone wants to help anyone who might need food, but wants it to remain undercover. Maybe there is a local shelter or food bank. :)
When I worked near skid row, there was this one electrical box on the street that I would always find veggies sitting on. There was once a beautiful eggplant, a half dozen yellow onions, cabbage... they all looked very edible. Somehow I could never bring myself to pick them up. One of those random things we'd talk about in the lunch room.
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