Tupperware has had an interesting history that goes beyond its famous ‘burp’. But the most fascinating thing about Tupperware, to me, is the parties. I’ve always heard of ‘Tupperware parties’ yet have never been to one. They seem to represent solid suburbia in an iconic way.
I don’t use Tupperware . . . my food storage is done with this and that and the other thing, at home. I do use plastic containers to send my kids’ lunches to school with them
(this one has fried rice with shrimp and a couple of little sides)
I ran across a few things this week I might like to put in some Tupperware for storage . . . there were these Lebanese pastries
(which are now all gone, and which were utterly delicious!) and there was this cake – which might have been interesting to bring to a Tupperware party
This was in the bakery department of my local supermarket. I don’t know which part of the cake I would most want to save . . . I really wish I’d bought the thing, in retrospect.
Maybe I’ll go back to see if they still have it. Or another one like it?
