My freezer's basically a veggie scrap graveyard at this point, totally get what @paige_moore means about it just moving waste around. I tried making broth from my collection of sad carrot nubs and it tasted like boiled lawn clippings. Guess my cooking skills aren't quite at my aunt's level yet.

My buddy Mark froze a whole lasagna last month and it totally saved him when his car broke down and he had no cash for delivery.

So how do you spot a quality client before they book?

What about when visibility's bad though?

My politeness is a curse, honestly. Ended up with a shelf of weird homemade jams because I smiled too much at a craft fair once. That burnt sock coffee life chose me.