I’ll Show You Mine If You Show Me Yours #1

It was Sweetnick’s idea – pictures of the inside of your fridge. This is probably for the best, as a picture of the outside of my fridge would show all the magnets stuck to it, which indicate some of my unpopular political positions…

This is my fridge right after I have finished all of my shopping for the week, so it is quite full. Actually, my fridge is always quite full. One evening when we were assembling a casual dinner out of what was in the fridge and I was apologizing for not having much in the house, my good friend Francesca said, “Joc, your ‘nothing in the house’ is everyone else’s ‘I just went shopping.'”

There’s very little fruit in these pictures (besides the six pounds of cherries) because there are two big bowls on the kitchen table – one full of apples and oranges from our CSA box, the other full of peaches and nectarines.

Highlights:

Top shelf – fava beans I’m trying to figure out what to do with…my recently-discovered and beloved locally-made La Tapatia tortillas…a block of locally-made Bravo Farms cheddar.

Middle shelf – six pounds of cherries, Bing and Rainier (that’s a different six pounds of cherries than last week’s six pounds of cherries)…vegan chocolate frosting…the big container has leftover fagioli…not much of the pasta part of that pasta e fagioli left, but it’s on that shelf too.

Bottom shelf – onions, fennel, cilantro, lettuce, too much hot sauce.

Drawers – hey look, more cherries!

Three things that are always in my fridge:
– soymilk
– tortillas
– an excessive number of bottles of hot sauce (Current count: seven, including Devil’s Blood Hot Sauce. There are reasons for all of them – different levels of heat, different acids, different added seasonings.)

What’s never in my fridge:
– meat

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One Response to I’ll Show You Mine If You Show Me Yours #1

  1. Chimp says:

    And it might be worth noting that there’s too much hot sauce in your fridge because your husband is obsessive about such things, has almost no sense of smell (and hence a limited sense of taste and hence a taste for very big, bold falvors) and has a stomach and esophagus lined with kevlar.

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