On the Morality of Ice Bins
Is your ice bin full? 90% empty? Filled with the remains of ice flecks from ice cubes of yesteryear? Or do you lack a bin entirely? Relying, instead, on the leftover bag from Safeway that you picked up the last time you had guests over to watch the Soprano's finale? I pity you.
I have no fewer than 7 (yes, seven) ice cube trays in my freezer. One came with the freezer. I bought two more before my belongings arrived from Hawai'i. When my container arrived, I had four more to add to the collection. I felt like the Warren Buffet of Ice. Billions of potential ice cubes stretched out before me, and I was determined to keep that bin full.
Which brings me to another point: do you use all the ice and never dump up fresh ice? Have you no soul?!
If you're sitting there thinking, "But my ice maker does all the work for me," then let me tell you something. You're weak, immoral, and basically half-dead. Ice making is life. Leave it to the machine at your peril.
Seriously, keep ice in your freezer, friends. When I come over, I'm going to want something cool to drink: vodka cranberry, iced tea, water, did I say vodka? Think of the children!!!
Keep it cool.