Eep! So for the third time this year, our fridge has suddenly stopped working. I’m no fridge scientist, but the mass amount of ice buildup in the lower freezer half probably has something to do with it. Needless to say I’ve become an expert at suddenly having to figure out what to do with a plethora of perishables while I thaw the fridge out again.
The stupid thing is that I refuse to get a new cooler. We had two coolers doing nothing but occupying vast amounts of precious cubic space for years. These coolers took up space in our apartment in Virginia, our first apartment in Canada, our second apartment in Canada, and our third apartment in Canada. “Some day we might need these coolers,” we’d think. Add the fact that my father-in-law gave us one of the coolers, tapping into my hoarder mentality of “someone gave it to me so now it’s been imbued with sentimental feelings and if I throw it away the universe will collapse in on itself with the sadness of a thousand wasteful daughters-in-law.” Seven years and two kids later (and having NEVER used these damn coolers) we finally purged them… only to have our fridge go on the fritz every other month or so.
So… what do you do with all your food when you notice the global warming occurring once again, (at this time of year? At this time of day? In this part of the country? Localized entirely within your kitchen?)… You make a carrot, cheddar and pork chop, jalapeno pepper quiche with a lovely whole wheat crust!