Discovered whilst cleaning out the pantry this morning:
Keep in mind that spices tend to have a few years in them, so this was probably bought in the very early 1990s. And keep in mind that – being at uni for a very long time – I didn’t end up moving out properly from my parents’ house until my early 20s, in 2000. So this unloved, rejected mixed spice jar has come with me through… well, let’s see, about five full house moves, including up to and back from Mildura.
It almost feels like a betrayal to turf it into the bin where it probably belongs.