I love making fried chicken. It's one of my favorite special occasion foods and one that people get excited about, practically guaranteeing dinner guests arrive in a good mood.
I don't love getting rid of fry oil though. Every step of the process feels like an opportunity to make a big mess. While Seattle, where I live, offers several disposal options–in the garbage, in the city compost, or in containers next to the trash—each has its own hurdle.
Perhaps as a result, my ears perked up when, through WIRED friends The Spoon, I heard of a cooking oil solidifier called FryAway. Not the sexiest thing, I know, but practical. It looks a bit like shredded coconut and feels a bit like a fatty soap, and it essentially promised to turn my Dutch oven into a Jell-O mold for french-fry oil, thus making it easier to dispose of used oil.
"The last thing you want to deal with is a sewer overflow or sewage backup in your home," says Marie Fiore, a strategic communications coordinator for the King County Wastewater Treatment Division in Washington state, before stating a refrain I'd hear again and again in the following days: "Don't pour your cooking oil down the drain."
I figured a product like this would be a hit among the folks I would interview for this review, and it was almost comical how each one stopped the conversation to make Fiore's last point clear.
Speaking with Fiore also gave me a childhood flashback wherein my dad and his friends tried blowing a clog through our house pipes using an air compressor. It was a long time ago, and I have no clue how they came up with this strategy, but I think the idea was to blow the pipes clear. Everybody was assigned a drain to stuff closed in order to build pressure, but nobody remembered the vent above the kitchen, leading to what has since been referred to as the “banana peels on the roof incident.”
In a related vein, Fiore went on to say in a sort of shook voice how she had "first-hand visuals" of a fatberg—a giant sewer and stormwater drain clog made of cooking oil and other fats along with wipes and diapers people have mindlessly jettisoned out of view. "Those things need to be removed by hand," she said, leaving me to imagine the sheer disgustingness of that task. "Please tell your readers flushable wipes aren't flushable!"

