I don't like labeling things. Call me lazy. But I do have a perfect logic to it. I don't like putting name on things just to call something by a name. Like, who decided dogs will be dogs? Or cats should be cats? I understand the convenience of it, so I let it be.
Labeling the jars on the other hand is somewhat necessary. After awhile, memory slips and you forget what's in what. I mean, all the wide mouth Ball mason jars look alike.
It wasn't a problem when I only had 8 jars, and smoked everyday. But after the move and not enjoying the winter weather any longer, I didn't smoke all that much and didn't keep track of my jars.
So, I decided to smoke a blend I haven't had in awhile. It smelled good. It's in broken flake, and fairly dry without being crispy. But no idea what the hell it is.
So the important life lesson is, don't label your jars! Surprise is a good thing!
Labeling the jars on the other hand is somewhat necessary. After awhile, memory slips and you forget what's in what. I mean, all the wide mouth Ball mason jars look alike.
It wasn't a problem when I only had 8 jars, and smoked everyday. But after the move and not enjoying the winter weather any longer, I didn't smoke all that much and didn't keep track of my jars.
So, I decided to smoke a blend I haven't had in awhile. It smelled good. It's in broken flake, and fairly dry without being crispy. But no idea what the hell it is.
So the important life lesson is, don't label your jars! Surprise is a good thing!