The fridge: shelf the first
Sep. 22nd, 2012 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceWe are actually very good about saving leftovers, rarely throwing away anything edible after a meal.
What we're not so good at, apparently? Actually eating those leftovers within a reasonable or hygienic timespan. *throws away dark, dangerous and foreboding post-foodstuffs, frequently with attached cultures rising towards a definition of civilisation*
Also, I should use more of the chicken or other fats that I so scrupulously save from roasts and so forth. They'll keep a long time, but even so. I probably don't need half a dozen separate containers, each containing a finger of unidentified fat...
On the other hand, scouring the back of a deep fridge yields also delights. The salt pork I was particularly looking for (here in California, we cannot buy juniper berries anywhere local, but salt pork is to be had at Safeway). A jar of taramasalata, unopened and perfect for dipping tomorrow (Jack and Stephen must've encountered taramasalata during their Mediterranean excursions, surely...?). A carton of blueberries which I thought must have rotted, but no, they appear to have dried without harm; I have invented blueberry raisins, all unknowing. A bottle of forgotten beer! Beer is lunch! *opens beer*
What we're not so good at, apparently? Actually eating those leftovers within a reasonable or hygienic timespan. *throws away dark, dangerous and foreboding post-foodstuffs, frequently with attached cultures rising towards a definition of civilisation*
Also, I should use more of the chicken or other fats that I so scrupulously save from roasts and so forth. They'll keep a long time, but even so. I probably don't need half a dozen separate containers, each containing a finger of unidentified fat...
On the other hand, scouring the back of a deep fridge yields also delights. The salt pork I was particularly looking for (here in California, we cannot buy juniper berries anywhere local, but salt pork is to be had at Safeway). A jar of taramasalata, unopened and perfect for dipping tomorrow (Jack and Stephen must've encountered taramasalata during their Mediterranean excursions, surely...?). A carton of blueberries which I thought must have rotted, but no, they appear to have dried without harm; I have invented blueberry raisins, all unknowing. A bottle of forgotten beer! Beer is lunch! *opens beer*