Captain’s Log 4,526
Be still my heart. This is a miracle. SO awful for you and SO good. Addicting. One piece of puff corn easily leads to 20. Or 25.
The plumber was out today. Sinks in the kitchen were backing up into the laundry room. When I turned on the garbage disposal, the sludge spewed out the other side of the sink. Nice, black goo. In fact, the pipes were filled with probably at least 25 years of sludge and goo – according to the plumber dude. It looked somewhat like this.
Looks like a distant cousin to the Moray eel, don’t you think?
The only way to truly fix it was to ram a high pressure hose into the pipe and let forced water do its magic. This went on for almost an hour.
Dislodges all the nasty goo stuff.
I was so glad when this was all over. Two drains snaked and the high-pressure hose thing cost about $500 (actually a bit more). When I told him I am a vegetarian and there is NEVER meat grease in my sink, he said my drains should last 50 years now. Meat grease is deadly. He also told me NO MORE COFFEE GROUNDS IN THE GARBAGE DISPOSAL. Actually, he suggests using that device sparingly. Cannot even put errant spaghetti noodles down there anymore. AND…I have to put a cleaning bead down there once a week. I ordered some from Amazon because I just felt like it.
Instant Martha pellets
I had been putting wee slices of fresh lemon down the disposal to keep it fresh. Trevor, the Plumber Dude, just smiled and said, “No no no.” Since Trevor knows a LOT more about old drains and pipes that I ever will know or care to know, he gets to hand out the advice.
Trevor and I each had a root beer when this whole messy adventure was over. I can only imagine what Febreze Lady next door thought of that nasty metallic dirty pipe smell that accompanies plumbing work. Too bad. So sad.
On to more Puff Corn. AND……ordering the next book for the book club. We met this morning. Massive fun. We even talked about the book. Here’s the next one.
I doubt if this group is the Fifty Shades type. Thank goodness.