Certain sounds make the heart of men go down to their stomach. As a father, the ‘grind’ that your disposal makes when a foreign object is in there can present a fork in the road.
We heard that sound recently in the Mojo house. It was a tiny baby spoon that fell and was shredded into a thousand metallic pieces, we thought. After the first metal on metal sound, I stopped the disposal, realized that it was too far gone and made the disposal work for it’s money. Either grind it or die disposal, cause it’s all or nothing in this house. Continue reading DIY a Stay at Home Dad can do: A new disposal