Composting on my fire escape was the first big step I took towards living a more sustainable life.
Three years ago, I was buying much more than I could consume, since it is literally impossible to find a “marital status: single”- sized container of milk in our XL country.
I decided that not even a small New York City apartment with little to no air ventilation could stop me from starting to compost. My fridge would thank me, my garbage would thank me, and America would thank me too.
You see, as a result of our “bigger is better” motto, food wast….