My partner is a chef (important sub-recommendation: he runs the dining and catering business @Eti.nyc), so there's a lot of food nonsense happening in our kitchen at all times. A couple birthdays ago I bought him this composting device that we set up under the sink and feed all of our food scraps. With the heat and limited trash pickups in Clinton Hill, our garbage would really smell sometimes, but now since we put all our organics in the machine, our place feels monumentally cleaner. In fact, the dehydrated, ground up bits that come out of the composter smell like expensive, conceptual loose leaf tea that I haven't actually tried drinking yet but might be talking myself into doing right now.
