A Love Letter

Dear Valentines,

I love that you all cook at home.  Its so romantic and endearing, and I deeply appreciate both the hard-working, self-supported ethic of cooking for yourself and the wonderful quirks of seeing how different all of our eating habits are.  I also love that I can always find some good-times and usually an offer to try some new delicious treat in the kitchen.

However, I think the time has  come to admit that we have a problem.  A sink problem. I respect that often, it is not possible to wash your dish right away; sometimes, you're still eating! how could you possibly wash it immediately without your food become cold and soggy?  That said, I'm sure you can all imagine (having probably all been there) how dispiriting it is to need to use the kitchen and have to remove stacks of dirty dishes from the sink and then stick your hands into (sometimes steaming hot, sometimes ice cold, but always dirty) water in order to slowly drain the sink which is now filled with food debris.

As you eat, and set aside your dirty dishes, please keep your housemates in your heart.  Especially the neurotic ones who come close to hysteria when they come across situations like the one pictured above.  Let's try and keep these loving February feelings in our hearts, and let roomate comeradeship spring eternal, by all placing dirty dishes that we are not able to wash immediately on the counter, and never, ever in the sink.

With love,

D.