Not usually a matter of strength—just hit/rap/tap the puffy middle of the lid sharply (but not too hard, especially if glass) or, in extreme cases, poke a hole in the lid and it’ll open right up.
It’s a matter of air pressure, not strength, but you don’t have to tell the ladies when you easily open the next jar thanks to your gentlemanly brawn (note: my momma taught me this).
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July’s Full Moon in Capricorn: The Heart wants what it Wants. The 4 Stages of a Good Divorce. How to Love a Woman who Scares You. Our Soulmates are Rarely Who We Expect. Men, Let’s Stop Fooling Ourselves: Size Matters. To the One Who Tried to Break Me. A Letter to my Children: You do not come from a Broken Home. An Open Letter to the Fixers. How your Stored Memories in the Amygdala can lead to PTSD. How My Sister’s Death Transformed my Self-Perception.