My spice cupboard was something that made me ashamed of myself every time I opened it. It looked as though a box of (dirty) plastic bags had exploded in there. I would dig through this mountainous pile of wreckage, searching for the coriander or the white pepper, cursing (myself) the entire time. And I finally snapped. Witness below what a case of 4 ounce class jars purchased from a container store on the interwebs will do in the space of an hour or so.
TAA DAA!
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