Georgia wraps every take-away khachapuri and the like into those maddening little blue or pink plastic bags that flutter and get stuck to tree branches like toxic flowers. I always cringe, too, when items are microwaved in those bags.
(In Ethiopia, the same bags are the detritus of daily chat habits in what I call "blue bag towns.")
Istanbul, a city of 13 million, uses paper sleeves for its finger food. (Even its plastic bags, if you get one at a market, is of a texture that leads me to believe they may be biodegradable.)
I admire this and predict Georgia will glom on to the same in the near future.
(In Ethiopia, the same bags are the detritus of daily chat habits in what I call "blue bag towns.")
Istanbul, a city of 13 million, uses paper sleeves for its finger food. (Even its plastic bags, if you get one at a market, is of a texture that leads me to believe they may be biodegradable.)
I admire this and predict Georgia will glom on to the same in the near future.
Istanbul. Paper sleeves. |
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