Simone washes three kinds of lettuce from the farmer's market. Slugs are a special nuisance this wet summer. She has me turn on the sink's garbage disposal. It begins chewing through her leafy discards. I happen to glance her way. With the tip of a steak knife, she's poking things down the disposal as it grinds.
"Are you [expletive deleted] nuts?!?" I jump to switch off the machine.
"What? I was being careful."
"There is no way you can call that being careful."
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