I can’t tell you how many companies and PR firms send us their “eco,” “plastic-free,” “recycled” products in huge boxes filled with Styrofoam peanuts. We currently have a mini snowstorm going on in Waylon’s basement, just waiting for the perfect moment when we have to send something fragile and can re-use the peanuts, forcing our toxic Styrofoam disposal problem upon someone else.
Styrofoam seeps into our food and land and makes up 25% of current landfill waste. And it’s really hard to get away from, coming to us as packaging and restaurant to-go containers. Nothing sends me on an eco guilt trip more than seeing my kitchen trash bin filled with Styrofoam. (Which is why I’ve actually started bringing my own to-go containers whenever I visit my favorite Styro-loving restaurants with portions too big to finish in-house. At first, people gave me wierd looks when I passed over a Mason Jar or plastic container for my leftovers. Now they think it’s cute, and I think they’re getting the message.)
And to solve the packaging problem, there’s EcoFoam. Check ’em out, and please, if you’re planning to ship something to us, think twice before stuffing a tiny resilient product into a huge box filled with toxic waste.
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