Orkla Group has become the first food company to announce a deal with LiquiGlide Inc., which offers a non-stick coating for the inside of bottles and other food packaging:
Mayonnaise that does not get stuck in its container is being developed by a Norwegian company. Orkla is the first food manufacturer to announce a deal with US company Liquiglide to use its non-stick coating in product packaging. [...] Liquiglide says its coating is "completely harmless" and meets safety standards because it "can be made entirely from food".
The company was founded in 2012 to sell licences for a non-stick technology developed at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. A customised version of the coating is created for each product, resulting in a "permanently wet" surface inside containers that helps the product slip out. It told the BBC it was working with 30 companies, including some of the biggest consumer brands in the US.
Orkla's food division generated more than 3bn krone (£246m) of sales in its last quarter. The company said it was still deciding exactly how it would use the technology in its products.While reducing wasted product may benefit consumers, Liquiglide suggests it could also encourage shoppers to buy more frequently. The company states on its website: "Liquiglide makes dispensing product so easy that consumers actually tend to use it faster... it pushes consumers to an earlier repurchase point."
From a 2012 article:
The site claims the spray will work on glass, plastic, metal and ceramic surfaces and with any condiment — there's also a similar video showing LiquiGlide's use with mayonnaise. The LiquiGlide site says easy pours will not only prevent wasted quantities, but could also eliminate 25,000 tons of petroleum-based plastics by allowing the use of smaller caps.
While he wouldn't reveal its contents, [Massachusetts Institute of Technology PhD candidate Dave] Smith told Fast Company magazine that LiquiGlide has other potential uses, such as preventing clogs in oil and gas lines. "We've patented the hell out of it," he said.
(Score: 2, Interesting) by MichaelDavidCrawford on Saturday July 04 2015, @05:28AM
Bruce Tiemann - Michael Tiemann's brother - was a good friend of mine at Caltech. As we were grill steak teriyaki on the Ricketts House Hibachi, he pointed out that because Japanese people "barbecue everything", they get stomach cancer far more than do Americans.
See, if you heat meat to the point that some of it carbonizes, all those proteins are going to transform into a whole bunch of totally random chemicals, many of which are carcinogenic.
Perhaps I'll grill some steak teriyaki tomorrow, on America's Independence Day.
Yes I Have No Bananas. [gofundme.com]
(Score: -1, Offtopic) by Anonymous Coward on Saturday July 04 2015, @05:39AM
America's Independence Day, what a fucking joke. Americans don't even remember what they're celebrating. Independence from Osama. is it? Or maybe Saddam? No way, who the fucking hell are those guys? Down with ISIS! America #1, yo. Oh looky, I paid off my credit card last month. Bro, we gonna celebrate our independence from debt, by going into more debt!
(Score: 0, Offtopic) by Anonymous Coward on Saturday July 04 2015, @05:47AM
the change in rulership from the political elite... to the economic elite.
Certainly wasn't freedom from debt, oppression, or taxes.
Anyone in doubt should take tomorrow to actually read up on the doings of the US, its military, and its government between 1776 and 1900. It is a lot more barbaric than children are taught to understand.
(Score: 0, Insightful) by Anonymous Coward on Saturday July 04 2015, @05:56AM
You know, when George Washington led his revolution, he was the wealthiest man on the continent. He fought a war and became a politician to stop a bunch of foreigners from taking his money. Washington was rich, and he wanted to stay rich. Your petty distinction between the political elite and the economic elite is meaningless, because there wasn't any distinction.
(Score: 3, Informative) by Gaaark on Saturday July 04 2015, @04:33PM
My leg itches.
--- Please remind me if I haven't been civil to you: I'm channeling MDC. ---Gaaark 2.0 ---
(Score: 0, Offtopic) by MichaelDavidCrawford on Saturday July 04 2015, @07:32AM
Both my mother's and father's sides of our family are descended from Scotland's, Britain's and France's earliest colonists in the New World. By the time the revolution broke out, while not wealthy my ancestors were politically connected. My Great^N Uncle Roger Sherman signed the Declaration of Independence; on the back of the $2.00 bill - not commonly used but in circulation - Uncle Roger is the fourth from the right standing before the signing table, the tall guy with the tall forehead.
Roger was one of the last holdouts as he wanted to reestablish peaceful trade with the British, but was unable to do so as Parliament enacted an economic embargo against us.
On my father's side I am more closely descended from Union Army General-in-Chief George B. McClellan. He raised, equipped and emplaced the North's army at the outbreak of the civil war. But grandpa McClellan found himself strangely unable to order his men to murder their own brothers. The First Lady convinced Commander-in-Chief Lincoln to sack General McClellan, replacing him with William Tecumseh Sherman, who had been relieved of duty as it was thought that he grossly underestimated the number of men required to take Kansas.
Another Uncle, my mother's father's older brother, lay for eternity in France. He fell not long before The War To End All Wars ended.
The father of my dear friend Stefan Pietrzcak Youngs was a Polish fighter pilot during World War II. He shot down five V-1 Buzz Bombs by diving on them from above. Quite tragically, Sgt. Pietrczak died in a training accident shortly after the war ended, leaving three-month old Stefan, his brother Kelvin to be raised by their seventeen-year old Irish mother.
Kelvin's "abiding passion" is a website to honor all the aviators from both sides of World War II; Stefan helps now and I will soon volunteer as a web application programmer:
Aircrew Remembered [aircrewremembered.com].
I am directly descended from a boy and a girl who homesteaded a ranch in what is now Lafayette California after walking the Oregon Trail; on the day of their wedding, he was seventeen, she fourteen but even so they made home out in the middle of what at the time was wilderness.
My extended family once owned much of West Side Santa Cruz; had the held onto it I would be quite wealthy but they lost everything in the depression. Grandpa Crawford heard there was work for mine carpenters in Grass Valley, so he, grandma, Uncle Herb - just a little toddler and my three-month old father left Santa Cruz with what they could fit in a pickup truck.
Uncle Herb went on to become the VP of Accounting of Boswell Cotton Corporation; his son Charles was the validectorian of his high school, earned a Master's from Harvard and now teaches at a graduate school of architecture.
The two grandfathers that are my blood relatives served during World War II, one in the navy, the other in the Army Air Force Medical Corps as a surgeon. My naval grandfather also served in the Aleutian Islands during Korea.
My father joined the Navy in 1957; he damn well knew what would happen. In 1969, despite working an office job on-base in Saigon, he developed a bleeding ulcer of such severity that he was airlifted to Japan where one-third of his stomach was removed. He never told me why he got an ulcer of such severity so suddenly; I expect Mom knows but I don't ask. I don't know but speculate that my father - an Electrical Engineer - was a signals intelligence officer for the NSA:
After the war he left the navy, got an MSEE then worked at Mare Island Naval Shipyard as a Civil Service Engineer, mostly writing test plans for submarine electrical systems.
But after a great deal of quiet contemplation:
Primary among the reasons I write what I do, that I write so much, that I whore my links everywhere, that I use my real name, and I post what really is my social security number, is in part to honor my ancestors, and in part to work towards the day that such wars never, ever happen again.