Wednesday, August 19, 2009
After several weeks of eating questionable food from my adorable little (about a foot shorter than me) European refrigerator, and having no access to the freezer since it froze itself shut most determinedly about a month ago, yesterday, Sparta and I became proud caretakers of a brand new fridge.
I am pleased to announce that we now have a drawer just for cheese. Mmmm, cheese. What luxury!
However, I am not pleased to announce that Sparta thought this would be a good opportunity to reassess how many condiments it is necessary for me to continue housing.
At the moment, the answer is 25.
I am of the opinion that you can never have too many. I mean, you just never know when a tahini/sundried tomato/artichoke/peach habanero sauce craving emergency might sneak up on you! As long as they're within the expiry date, I fail to see the problem.
He may have muttered something about "hoarding" and "mess" and "when are you ever going to need an eighth of a jar of tapenade?"
I may or may not have muttered something along the lines of "YOU'RE an eighth of a jar of tapenade."
"Hmm? Oh... nothing. What?"
If anything, with a larger fridge, I should be stocking up on MORE condiments, yes?