While driving through the Sampson State Park, I was keeping my eye out for garbage. It was a Saturday afternoon so the park had no employees in attendance. When I came up to the concessions building, I found an unfamiliar looking garbage can. This bin was sitting on the edge of the parking lot next to the building.
I mustered up the courage to open the lid. Inside, I found a particularly horrible sight that the following picture does not do justice.
There was between a foot to two feet of grease inside the bin. Additionally, there was some garbage that did not belong inside. There was really no telling no long how long it had been sitting there. Of course, the bin is meant to be picked up, but how often does it get picked up? And where does the grease go? Next time you cook up some bacon, think about where the grease goes.
While driving through the Sampson State Park, I was keeping my eye out for garbage. It was a Saturday afternoon so the park had no employees in attendance. When I came up to the concessions building, I found an unfamiliar looking garbage can. This bin was sitting on the edge of the parking lot next to the building.
I mustered up the courage to open the lid. Inside, I found a particularly horrible sight that the following picture does not do justice.
There was between a foot to two feet of grease inside the bin. Additionally, there was some garbage that did not belong inside. There was really no telling no long how long it had been sitting there. Of course, the bin is meant to be picked up, but how often does it get picked up? And where does the grease go? Next time you cook up some bacon, think about where the grease goes.
You know we actually process all the campus grease into biodiesel, right? We used to sell it to a collector out of Rochester.
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