Black Box Chardonnay, Cellar Rat Pilsner, cheese hoarding, Fever Tree tonic water, Lingonberries, refrigerators, Sun Ja kimchee, The Rapture
The contents of other people’s refrigerators interest me as much as the tomes on their bookshelves. After all, you are what you eat, drink and read. The other day I decided that I could no longer put off the gargantuan task of cleaning out the refrigerator. The jars and bottles that get pushed to the back and forgotten –you know the ones, right?– seemed to have multiplied like busy little rabbits. So I pulled everything out, and performed triage. Here is a sampling of the survivors. Or maybe they’re just the ones Left Behind after the refrigeration equivalent of The Rapture…
We don’t go to Ikea very often, but when we do, we always stock up on lingonberries, the Long-Suffering Husband being of Swedish ancestry. They are better than cranberry sauce at Thanksgiving, and he likes them on oatmeal. I, meanwhile, am trying to figure out which cheese would pair best with them… maybe a triple-cream? Or a chèvre?
I love kimchee, and this is the only brand we have found that does not contain fish. The fridge held these two half-used jars, plus one untouched jar. I kept all three of them, because you can never have enough kimchee, and it lasts an amazingly long time. But maybe I need to institute an open-container law in the Republic of Refrigeria.
The cheese drawer speaks for itself. Sadly, hoarding cheese is not like hoarding gold. If you amass too much, some of your cheese will go over to the Dark Side.
Summer is the time for gin and tonics! The best G&T’s are made with these little bottles of Fever Tree tonic water. There were several, clogging up the fridge from our last dinner party, when it was still too cold and nobody was in the mood for G&T.
I won’t show you what the kitchen looked like once the refrigerator was turned inside out, but I was considering applying for federal disaster relief (and buying a hazmat suit). Here you can see that order has been re-imposed on the wayward containers. All the beer bottles are neatly lined up. The extra kimchee is in the back, but visible so (with luck) I won’t forget it’s there. And there is my good friend, the Black Box Chardonnay. My advice is Do Not Fear The Box. The one type of bottle that does not accumulate in my fridge is the wine bottle, because I dislike a wine that has sat open for a day or two. I’d rather just finish the bottle. The Box lets me have one glass, when I feel like it. A noble invention!
Postscript: Unfortunately, the Cellar Rats Pilsner is full of hoppy perfume that reminds me of Mr. Bubble. So I will let the Long-Suffering One drink the rest of it.
LOL! This is my favourite post of the day 🙂 I think I just had a tiny orgasm at the sight of your cheese drawer contents. Do not judge me.
You and me both! Now the contents of that drawer are much more impoverished, so I keep going back to look at the “hoard” picture 🙂 BUT, I am planning a trip to the cheesemonger this weekend.
You didn’t throw any of that out, did you?! You go to hell for that, you know…
Sadly, there was one fresh goat cheese that was redolent of Darth Vader’s codpiece on a sweltering day in Mustafar, the lava planet. My neglect allowed it to be seduced by the Dark Side… but I am happy to say that we consumed all the rest of the cheese.
OMG refrigerator cleaning… A real nightmare!
Yes, I procrastinated for a shamefully long time. But once it’s clean, you feel sooooo much better.
Hear hear ladyredspecs! Fave post of the day. After such a gargantuan task, I can only say, ‘May the Force be with you.’
Hee, hee. I am loving all this applause for doing the hated task!
Reticent Mental Property said:
Love your fridge zone as it appears to reflect priorities of cheese and beverages. Move those to the front, please.
Indeed, those are the priorities. And in the pantry, the potato chip ranks very high 🙂
I love this topic. I often use the refrigerator as a way to describe someone’s character. (What’s going on with the bag of pork rinds in the fridge?)
I know it applies to me as well. I like to have a ridiculously clean and clutter-free fridge. I HATE waste—not for the environment or anything like that, it just messes with my aesthetic sensibilities—so I send out my husband to do the grocery shopping (yes, he’s awesome) to get exactly what we need for the week. I have the labels facing out, everything clean and tidy so I can take a fast inventory, nothing rotting away. The only thing in the back of my fridge is a block of marzipan from Sicily. I figure it lasts a good while.
One reader mentioned a tiny orgasm at the cheese drawer. I’m having one at the sight of your beer bottles lined up in a row with the labels facing out!
Ha, ha. Well, you would be highly repelled at the usual state of our fridge. Only on rare occasions does it even approach the levels of tidiness and organization you describe! I’m pretty good at avoiding wastage, but I fail to systematize. My library is the same way. Usually I know where everything is, but it’s not organized, except in a vague way, by subject.
You’re like my father, back when he was alive. He always had this mess of papers in the kitchen, but if you tidied something, he’d flip out because he knew where everything was in all that chaos…he’d say, “You messed up my system!” LOL.
Hey, you know, whatever works!
Yes, I am like that. I would rather be like you, but at this point I don’t think it’s going to happen…
Expat Eye said:
There’s nothing in the back of my fridge. Or the front of it for that matter. I really should do some shopping 😉
Poor thing! There’s nothing like having a nicely stocked fridge. You should always have a bottle of bubbly and a hunk of cheese, at the very least 🙂
Expat Eye said:
I don’t even have wine 😉