No garlic press here. I either use a knife to mince, a microplane to really pulverize, or my tiny chopper (very small food processor) if I’m in a hurry. All work for ginger root as well.
I’m old school that way too.
But I gotta say this gizmo just might possibly be worth a try. It’s certainly vastly easier to clean. Thanks …
These are the tools I use for mincing garlic and ginger.
Yeah. Peel the garlic as best as you can, take your chefs knife place it flat on the garlic and whack the blade with your other hand. Pull out any other skin and chop away with the knife. Scoop chopped garlic up on the knife and put it in dish/bowl. One tool. A chefs knife is indispensable.
That’s not inaccurate…
And temporarily massively increases the chances of finding both of them.
I have one, but don’t use it. Much easier to wash a knife.
Do that whack before peeling. Makes it easier to get the peel off.
Ninja-ed!
But there are times I want to slice/sliver, and there are different grades of mince. Plus there’s more than just ginger/garlic in it and I don’t trust it to taste perfect. 
Oh, I just pull the real loose stuff off first. Then whack, and finish peeling. I wasn’t real clear.
Re holding the door: please, please, don’t stand there and make me squeeze past you to get out of the elevator. People on the front should get out first, even if they are “courteous” men. People not getting out should squeeze away from the doors. If you need to “hold” the door, use the button.
Or hold the door with a hand pressed against the door edge. Preferably after you’ve exited the elevator and turned off to the side. If a person inside the elevator can see more than your wrist down through your fingers, you’re doing it wrong.
But whatever you do do, don’t use your whole oversized body clogging the doorway. That’s for oafs, not courteous people.
To the hotel housekeepers that fold my toilet paper into a point. I know that you’re doing it because it’s your job but I lead a perfectly normal life at home with pointless toilet paper. I don’t like being reminded that a stranger has touched the paper. Yes, you probably wore gloves when you did it, but still.
Umm–it’s going on your butt and then presumably you wash your hands? Not seeing it.
That’s not the only place it’s used. Also, what’s the point? No pun intended.
Having lived in hotels for over 10 cumulative years, my attitude is simple; rip off the point and throw it away. Not for hygiene’s sake; I could not care less about that. But those points are sharp!
The higher class hotels do take the time to iron and starch that point on the toilet paper. Take that into consideration when you tip housekeeping.
I am a firm believer in floor order. If you are on a low floor don’t go racing to the back of the elevator. Get on lastish, this should not be a gender thing. Floor order!
It’s not confined to ancient drivers in my experience.
Mrs. J. and I refer to it as the “After you, Alphonse” routine.
Twi things at work there.
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I don’t trust you to wait. You look more impatient than me. If I start going, so will you and we’ll have a crash or at least a confusion out in the intersection.
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For the older folks there’s also this. I’m thinking real slowly, although I don’t know that. Everything I see happening now actually happened long ago in driver-time. I noticed you all coming to a stop in a different order than you did. I also thought you got here before me, when you didn’t really. Last of all, my thought processes are so much slower than yours that what looks to you like me waiting out of courtesy is merely inaction on my part while my brain is trying to catch up to the current state of play, then begins ponderously to think about what to do next.
Living as I do in SoFL, where we have two broad categories of drivers, the elderly and the cocaine-fueled, I often see the interplay of these two kinds of minds around a set of stop signs. It’s an “interesting” spectator sport. Less fun to play.