Waste
My husband and I ordered take out the other night from the local Japanese restaurant. We ordered three rolls, hijiki, a green salad and some dumplings. When we were done cleaning up, I took a step back and really looked at the waste generated from all the containers used to transport our meal. I’ve done this before, but never been motivated to actually stop and think long enough to want to change my behavior regarding one of NY’s diehard habits. And then I did a quick and rough calculation: I figured that if they got just 30 take out orders a night, and multiplied that times the number of days in a week, weeks in a year and then times that by the number of Japanese restaurants in Brooklyn alone…I lost track when I hit 230,000 separate pieces of plastic. I started to feel dizzy and a little sick. Not to mention guilty. Basically, that is one shitload of plastic containers. There has got to be a better way! First of all, no more take out.
Friday 08.26.11 at 9:02 am
It looks like some of it can be recycled. Is that not part of the solution? Shit like this keeps me up at night…
Saturday 09.17.11 at 9:51 am
i have had the same emotional response to the waste generated by take out… my response is to reuse them–for all manner of things, including painting–until they can no longer be used, the recycle them. small, partial solution…