Don' t you just hate it when the plug in the kitchen sink isn't stuck right down and all the nice warm soapy water that you have just ran over the pile of dirty dishes has slowly but persistently seeped away..leaving you with a pile of slippery slimy feeling dishes, that you now have to dig through to get your hand down to the bottom to reset the Gee Dee sink plug and start all over again?
That's only one thing I hate about doing dishes. I think I dislike the diddliessness of it all..the washing, the rinsing, the putting away as if there is a LAW about where everything is supposed to go, tucked away, hidden and safe in case 'someone comes'.
As if it is some sort of secret that we actually eat, and we actually use dishes and knives and forks and spoons, and we have cooked , fried, or grilled food in pots and pans.
Would the casual visitor sooner assume that the people in our household eat their food raw and with their hands? while passing around cold cans of vegetables and preprocessed meat such as Spam? Do they visualize my family tearing random dry hunks off of loaves of bread with as much vigor as an evangelical communion feast? Do they think perhaps that we must have washed it all down by taking turns slurping water from the kitchen faucet?
I would like to know just who made the rule that in order to measure a person's worthiness one must measure their ( historically a woman's )universal value as a human being by observing the visual cleanliness of kitchen dishes. I suspect it was made by a group of Northern European mother-in-laws whose sole goal was to maintain superiority over their sons' brides in terms of clean counters, bleached towels, and virginal shiny sinks.
I am aware of the health hazards involved in having unwashed dishes piling up as fly traps and mouse bait. Yes, there is the dust factor involved with just allowing the cleaned dishes to sort of 'hang out' on the cupboard. But one must remember that there have been many valuable scientific discoveries made through the use of mold purposely grown in pitri dishes, so why couldn't that same type of thing happen in any of the dishes in my own kitchen?
Nope..washing dishes is not one of my favourite things..never has been..never will be...
...but I do like dirtying them...
.....right down to the shine...
..its a real JOY !
That's only one thing I hate about doing dishes. I think I dislike the diddliessness of it all..the washing, the rinsing, the putting away as if there is a LAW about where everything is supposed to go, tucked away, hidden and safe in case 'someone comes'.
As if it is some sort of secret that we actually eat, and we actually use dishes and knives and forks and spoons, and we have cooked , fried, or grilled food in pots and pans.
Would the casual visitor sooner assume that the people in our household eat their food raw and with their hands? while passing around cold cans of vegetables and preprocessed meat such as Spam? Do they visualize my family tearing random dry hunks off of loaves of bread with as much vigor as an evangelical communion feast? Do they think perhaps that we must have washed it all down by taking turns slurping water from the kitchen faucet?
I would like to know just who made the rule that in order to measure a person's worthiness one must measure their ( historically a woman's )universal value as a human being by observing the visual cleanliness of kitchen dishes. I suspect it was made by a group of Northern European mother-in-laws whose sole goal was to maintain superiority over their sons' brides in terms of clean counters, bleached towels, and virginal shiny sinks.
I am aware of the health hazards involved in having unwashed dishes piling up as fly traps and mouse bait. Yes, there is the dust factor involved with just allowing the cleaned dishes to sort of 'hang out' on the cupboard. But one must remember that there have been many valuable scientific discoveries made through the use of mold purposely grown in pitri dishes, so why couldn't that same type of thing happen in any of the dishes in my own kitchen?
Nope..washing dishes is not one of my favourite things..never has been..never will be...
...but I do like dirtying them...
.....right down to the shine...
..its a real JOY !
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