Do not put uneaten, in-the-pod edamame* down the garbage disposal. Do not put 'em down there. It doesn't work out well.
The good news: garbage disposal unit is not jammed.
The bad news: the kitchen drain is Stopped Up. Or at least as good as; the standing water did trickle away overnight but it ain't fast. Can't use the sink or the dishwasher until it's cleared away.
The Other News: I've gotta go for my annual eye exam this morning. I have no idea where the old-fashioned drain snake has crawled off to -- haven't seen it since before I moved -- and I am of the firm opinion that, as a general rule, amateur drain-snaking is to be avoided.
I've got three choices for plumbers; I'll try Broad Ripple (SoBro) based Hope Plumbing first.
* When did plain old soybeans decide to put on an accent and pretend to speak Foreignese, exactly? I'm not ashamed to admit I eat soybeans; they're tasty! If it makes you feel better to eat 'em in bifurcated socks and those crazy sandals, okay, but they were eaten in the U.S. before there even was a U.S., and while they caught on slowly, WW II kicked soybean production into high gear and they (or oil and flour from them) have snuck into many of the foods you eat. Green, steamed in the pod and served with chili oil, cilantro and salt, they'll make you sneer at most snack foods, whatever you call them. Indiana is the third or fourth largest producer of sobeans in the United States and these days, it's us who export them back to where they came from -- what we don't eat here, that is. Or get stuck down the drain.
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