I'm in the throes of packing up my meager New York belongings to move to my new apartment on Thursday. A few weeks ago I was wise enough to look ahead and order several boxes of those gigantic XXL Ziploc bags, figuring they'd come in handy when and if I finally got a place of my own.
Boy, was I right! Know how many clothes, linens, and assorted other goods you can stuff into one of those bags? Mucho, mi amigos, mucho. (See, I'm practicing for El Barrio.) I suspect the top handles won't last the journey, but the bags alone are worth it.
Still, there's something about those bags that cause me to wonder where I can find bread and meat big enough to make a super-giant-size sandwich to fill one of them . . . Mmmmmmmmm.
OK. That's my Ziploc plug. Feel free to send me a couple o' free boxes, Johnson corporate folks.