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Fredric J. Baur, the inventor of the Pringles canister, died on May 4th at age 89. His request to be buried in his invention was honored by his children. That’s right, a portion of the man’s ashes were entombed in a Pringles can and will presumably stay fresh unto eternity. Unless, of course, they are disturbed by grave robbers who just can’t stop popping.

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I have to give it to Mr. Baur for designing such an iconic junk food packaging system. I am disappointed, however, that he did not design a tube large enough to comfortably cram a greasy fist down in order to get those last delicious potato-y disks.
The odd thing is that Mr. Baur is not the first to be buried in a Pringles can. In fact, that’s how we’re storing my uncle Murray. We figured he would appreciate the gesture, especially when we placed him in our pantry and scared the crap out of Uncle Jack, who mistook Murray’s can for an actual can of Pringles. LOL! Murray never liked Uncle Jack.
So here’s to you Fredric J. Baur, may heaven benefit from your food freshness ingenuity.
When my mom got a terminal diagnosis back in the early eighties she took the whole family with her to the funeral home to make arrangements. She was carrying a brown grocery bag along with her purse.
When the funeral director was showing her urns, she said "can't we just use this?" and pulled an empty MJB coffee can out of the grocery bag. That poor funeral director didn't know what to do.
I will forever be grateful to Mr. Baur for designing a container that could so easily hold a bottle full of vodka and 3 actual chips.