You’re never able to get the freaking honey to pour out correctly, so it INEVITABLY gets on and under the lid
Fast forward 3 years to when my forgetful ass remembers I want honey. I go to the pantry and the bit that leaked out has now willed itself into concrete because I’m just standing there, red-faced, in front of my wife, watching her realize how weak of a person I truly am
You know what? I’m doing it!
You’re never able to get the freaking honey to pour out correctly, so it INEVITABLY gets on and under the lid
Fast forward 3 years to when my forgetful ass remembers I want honey. I go to the pantry and the bit that leaked out has now willed itself into concrete because I’m just standing there, red-faced, in front of my wife, watching her realize how weak of a person I truly am
Wipe the rim with a damp paper towel before closing it
You like damp paper?