fureverywhere
beloved friend who will always be with us in spiri
- Location
- Northern NJ, USA
I love hubby dearly but one of his habits that makes me nutso, well besides the TV on late night...is he doesn't believe in expiration dates...on food. The kitchen and refrigerator have always been his domain. He still cooks when he's home or the kids do it. Sometimes I'll even venture in...I make a mean grilled cheese. But since he's grown more disabled I'm in the kitchen more. He used to regularly clean out the fridge. Now it's easier if I do it. I noted a few things that went to seed so today's project. Take everything off a shelf, wash it down, replace the stuff.
Then things started getting horrifying...the salsa that reached out to me, the cheese is a baggie that reeked through the bag. A long lost cup of unidentifiable science experiment...Certainly some items can last several months past expiration but not if it was 2012. I've got a black bag and I'm tossing. While he watches TV...I don't want him to start reaching in and saying " Wait did you taste this? It might still be good". I don't know where he got this fear of letting go of food. He didn't live through the depression. His Dad had a good job. His Mom would cook meals for six that would feed thirty. From now on I'm keeping that fridge in shape.
Then things started getting horrifying...the salsa that reached out to me, the cheese is a baggie that reeked through the bag. A long lost cup of unidentifiable science experiment...Certainly some items can last several months past expiration but not if it was 2012. I've got a black bag and I'm tossing. While he watches TV...I don't want him to start reaching in and saying " Wait did you taste this? It might still be good". I don't know where he got this fear of letting go of food. He didn't live through the depression. His Dad had a good job. His Mom would cook meals for six that would feed thirty. From now on I'm keeping that fridge in shape.