My grandma taught me this trick to deep clean wooden spoons with 0 effort. Here’s how it works

The beauty of this method is its simplicity. All you need is hot water and white vinegar – ingredients most people already have in their kitchen. For a typical cleaning session, measure out 1 cup of white vinegar for every 4 cups of hot water, enough to cover the wooden spoons completely.

Optionally, you can add a tablespoon of baking soda for extra cleaning power. Baking soda is a mild abrasive and natural deodorizer that complements the vinegar’s action, ensuring any stubborn stains or odors are effectively removed.

Start by heating water until it’s hot but not boiling. Pour it into a bowl or basin large enough to accommodate your wooden spoons. Add the white vinegar, and if desired, the baking soda. Stir the mixture until the baking soda dissolves completely.

Immerse the wooden spoons in the solution, ensuring they are fully submerged. Then, simply walk away and let the solution work its magic. This is the beauty of the method – it requires no scrubbing or manual labor. The solution will naturally penetrate the wood and lift out impurities.

5. How Long to Soak for Maximum Deep Cleaning Power

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