Grease Container outside Bar-B-Que joint, Dallas, Texas
I don’t spend as much time on my hair as people think. I get out of the shower, whack some grease on there and I’m done.
That bright bold warning sticker on the nasty old steel grease container is a very sternly worded warning to not take anything from said container. It says the container and its contents are privately owned, “pursuant to an exclusive contract with the restaurant owner.” It goes on, “We will prosecute anyone who tampers with, removes any of the contents from, or damages this container. We provide service with uniformed drivers in clearly marked company trucks. We DO NOT use subcontractors.”
Why such concern? This is a nasty steel box full of used pig grease in the alley outside the Baby Back Shack in Dallas… it is not Fort Knox.
Well, as it turns out, since the rise in popularity of bio-diesel, restaurant grease has become the new black gold… Texas Tea. Stealing grease has become big business.
Oh, what’s that? You don’t care about the stolen grease warning? You’re curious about the stickers? Who is the girl?
I have no idea. Life is not fair.
And as i walked on
Through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
—-Elvis Costello, (What’s so Funny ’bout) Peace, Love And Understanding