It's time for my annual purge of closets and drawers. I started with the drawers in the kitchen. Where did all that c**p, I mean stuff come from? Who's hoarding rubber bands, twist ties and dead batteries? I'll take responsibility for the 11 pairs of glasses and sunglasses in various stages of decrepitude, I'm sending the better ones on to Goodwill, but not that other stuff.
I put the bread flour, regular flour, whole wheat flour, gluten, white sugar, brown sugar and cornstarch into clean containers with labels.
Weird pieces of silverware, garlic crushers, teeny, tiny teaspoons, rusty potato peelers, egg beaters that don't fit my electric mixer (whose do they fit?), and other assorted bits of flotsam (wooden utensils that don't look diseased) and jetsam (wooden utensils Typhoid Mary might use) have been dealt with. I need some mats to line the drawers with, but they're clean now.
The pantry awaits me, but this year I have help, Mac made me a Minion for Christmas, he even has his own pinny.