The Tupperware tales. Are you a part of the movement?

There’s an underground community lurking in the shadows of Commercial Drive … and there might possibly even be one in your neighborhood as well. Kits, Surrey, Coquitlam … yes, this could very well include you. No, I’m not talking about gangs, drugs, or black-market gambling (although these very well could be affecting your neighborhood). I’m talking about something far more pervasive. More lasting. More contained. I’m talking about Tupperware, folks. Yep, that pliable, attractive, and very long-lasting synthetic polymer we’ve all grown to love and celebrate (for those of you who have never been to a Tupperware party … well, you were probably born after the 1970s. But you get the picture).

What was once a product that was primarily used to bring food made in the home out is now being used to bring food made outside the house in. And it’s a great, community minded, environmentally friendly thing, friends.

On the Drive, there’s a lovely little sushi joint I often frequent. Bringing sushi home in those horrendous plastic and Styrofoam containers was too much for my poor, sustainable mind to take. And an easy solution, so that I could continue to feed my sushi dependency and quell my urge to be friendly to our little planet, was to bring my own containers. Until a few weeks ago, I thought I was alone in this practice. I felt like an outsider. Like I should apologize for disrupting the to-go-sushi-making-flow. And then … I found another. Our eyes connected across the restaurant as we both held our Tupperware, proud and prepped to confront the plastic-loving staff. A sigh of relief, a smile and a nod.

So to all of you Tupperware-yielding restaurant goers out there … you are not alone. There are many of us out there, and with time and persistence, our practice may very well become the norm.