
My Travel Mug is trying to Kill Me
A few weeks ago, I was nuking some leftovers for lunch at work. A co-worker came out, inspected my chili, deemed it savory-smelling enough, and then commented that he had the exact same plastic tubs at home but was hesitant to use them. When pressed, he muttered “Bisphenol-A” and left it at that. That’s my […]