Lettuce
I’ve just spent five minutes fighting my way into an iceberg lettuce.
The plastic straitjackets within which UK supermarkets imprison these unfortunate vegetables appear, at first glance, to be mathematically impossible.
And at second glance.
In fact, for all my years of liberating lettuces, I have yet to understand how to open the damn packaging.
Eventually I hacked into it with a bread knife.
This remains my favourite of your blog posts. E-M.
Essi