This is how I clean up after Christmas dinner, or any other meal for that matter...
Scrapey, scrapey into the organics bin with a FORK.
You NEVER let that cold, disgusting POST-MEAL food TOUCH YOU! NEVER!
EVERYONE KNOWS THAT COLD DISCARDED FOOD IS DISGUSTING.
However...
This is how our no-nonsense Polish grandma used to clean the plates on Christmas:
WITH HER BARE HANDS! STRAIGHT INTO THE GARBAGE!
Oh...and always with a slightly angry look on her face for everything that she did.
Cold corn and gravy and bits of meat and whatever else fell out of, or didn't make it into our gluttonous yaps...
Burned into my and my sister's brains FOREVER.
Whoo! That was boring.
