At the start of the year, I vowed to give up straws, for the ocean. It’s easy at home – we don’t go out for meals much, and when we do, I rarely order soft drinks, and if I do, I quickly say “no straw!” They never give you a straw for water.
In California, we found places going back to the past, using paper straws. That was nice.
In San Antonio, it got tougher. I ordered wine and they brought me water too, with a straw.
In Baton Rouge, they even went a step further – water as we sat down, without asking, with a straw.
This straw business is H.A.R.D!