P-trap is too low. Water has to stand up way above the trap before reaching the single outlet on the wall. Which means you'll never be able to take the trap apart without dumping a lot of excess water

I'd have two traps because I don't want to smell that horizontal section full of food scraps & grease

And would it be too late to build your under cabinet like a shower stall, complete with floor drain & overhead work light?

You know it's 'time' for the ol' shed to go when you find the entire fire department standing around it debating which is the best way to set it on fire

I used to like B&J, but then it got too much sugar and the quality went down a notch. But they kept the prices up like an iPhone or something!

Same for Tillamook

Now I look for local outfits who buck the industry hype of maximizing the bottom line. Sugar addiction is profitable, just like others

Nope

Difference between my favorite ice cream and the bulk buy stuff is just too far apart

Cheap stuff has poor texture, poor crystal control, separates as it melts, has a funky after taste

What I do is buy more of the smaller size containers, so I can avoid having refrozen ice cream

Also, I tend to buy plain vanilla, or something very simple like pistashio. So I don't have anything covering up the issues like ice cream with five kinds of chocolate syrup or pop rocks or any of that sort of thing

I've always been doing this, and there was one time this habit has saved me. A few years back, a really bad storm had washed out a bridge. There was a single lane temporary bridge put in with portable stop lights and powered arms. I was right behind a large pickup truck at the stop. I had just put my car into neutral and was looking at my rear view mirror, when an Astro van came into view going 45 like there wasn't any problem with the bridge. I could see the driver was looking at a passenger, like they were talking. I got back into 1st and was hitting the gas before I could decide if I really needed to move. There was a moment when I didn't have time to actually think, more like I had the feeling of 'F-This Shit!' I floored it, dumped the clutch and yarded the wheel hard over to the right and then stomped on the brakes just as I was about to pass the truck. I was about to either hit the stop sign, or go into the ditch. I looked back at where I had been and that van was stopped with only one foot to spare, the driver looking at me with a scared look on his face. I let them go in front of me when the light changed & kept plenty of distance

I have to wonder, if there hadn't been any vehicles sitting there if that driver would've slid his van into the river. There was only 20 more feet before reaching a section of roadbed that was tilted downwards into the water & visibly broken away from the roadbed. Only a few safety cones with plastic ribbon blocking that