Just this very morning, I read a quote in Reader’s Digest that went something like this:
For 30 years, we ate mom’s leftovers. The original meal was never found!
Well, with Becky and the kids out of town this wekeend, I committed myself to pulling surplus meals from the fridge, and tossing them for the Tuesday garbage pickup. I hoped it would free up space in the fridge, and possibly save us untold woe and sickness later on.
Not having a haz-mat suit handy, I left the kitchen faucet running for quick detoxification, if necessary, and dove into the fridge.
Beginning with the top shelf, I scooted aside about 3 half-empty jars of jam, and spied a white can lurking in the distance. Removing it, I discovered this:
I don’t know what that is, but I think all the milk evaporated.
Undaunted, I dove back in to see what else I could find. I saw a cute little white tupperware bowl with a blue lid, and wondered what it held. I certainly didn’t recall eating any dinner out of it anytime recently, so I pulled it from the fridge. It looks like this on the outside:
Upon opening it, I realized why I don’t recall any meals from it – we had never served frog spawn for dinner before! I don’t know how we got such a large collection of unfertilized frog eggs, and I don’t know how long we’ve been keeping them, but I hope Becky wasn’t planning on spawning them in the creek because the goop has been dumped.
a well-aged mixture of beans, potatoes, and goo. I actually remember this meal – it was on a dark and stormy night, many weeks ago. The kids refused to touch it, not even when buttered toast was added to the meal. They ran away, leaving bowls of warm multi-bean stew and crumbly bread crusts. Looks like nobody else wanted any more, either, as it was quite congealed and hidden before I pulled it out. I thought about bringing it to the upcoming camping trip – the one that Kim is not going on – and serving it at the potluck, but even the worst camp food is better than this. No offense, Becky, I really do love your cooking!
And so, happily, we have much more free space in the fridge this morning, and the garbage men came up and hauled away our leftovers at the crack of dawn. And what a bright dawn it is, with endless possibilities for future meals and leftovers!