I'm up early this Saturday morning because Mookie has her SATs. I think this is her first try at the new ones, I know she took the old version at least once. She's not done badly, but since you can submit the best scores you get, why not spend a few bucks to improve the numbers, eh?
So while waking up for the drive across county (why can't they schedule the dang thing nearby?), I thought I'd knock off a meme that was handed to me a while ago by Elisson, who just happened to post this bizarre bit o' arcana recently about the oddest guest appearance in a comic strip (plus, he flew rockets).
Anyways, the meme is:
Take a picture of your fridge and/or describe the contents in poetry form.
Uh huh. Right. Early on a Saturday morning, I'm gonna wax poetic. Being a bit cranky and rushed this AM, I'll do a quick description in free form (play those mental bongos in the background and call me beat, daddy-o).
Two types of eggs. Eggs for baking. And reduced-cholestorol eggs for jes' plain eatin'. Lots of each, because two of us went to the store separately last time and both bought eggs without realizing the other did too.
Sodas, the giver of caffeine. Diet Coke (wife), and Diet Pepsi (yours truly), with a few odd Dr. Pepper's tossed in there because I like a little variety. In the drinkable liquids category are also ice water and several cartons of OJ. Milk is there as well, but we use it mainly for splashing over cereal (oh heavenly cornflakes) and cooking.
A half-empty carton of heavy cream, used for cooking, and the remainder used for scrambled eggs and/or mashed potatoes. Also in the back are my containers of base, one chicken, on beef, for making stock when I cook. More convenient than canned, boxed or homemade, and better tasting than those frightful cubes.
A huge jar of diced garlic, for convenience, next to a small jar of horseradish, for fire.
Yogurt. Our traditional at-work breakfast is to snag a container of low-fat yogurt and a piece of fruit. Been doing it for years, and you'll usually find at least a week's worth of the "active cultures" in the fridge.
With summer here, in spirit if not officially, veggies abound. We have a huge old Tupperware salad-bar thingie that is chock full of grape tomatoes, broccoli florets, julienned carrots, diced scallions, sliced cucumbers and more. That sits on the shelf above another monstrous bowl full of salad greens. Dressings are in the fridge door (which reminds me, we need to restock as I'm out of Bleu Cheese).
Leftovers. Last night we had Italian sausages grilled, with grilled fruit and veggies alongside. A platter of sausages, pear quarters, green pepper and slabs of onion are waiting for lunchtime picking at.
There's a container of Chicken Mo Fo in there too. Oldest daughter Robyn took some to work yesterday for lunch and brought back rave reviews. That makes me happy.
The crisper drawers are stuffed full of more veggies (top) and meats and cheeses (bottom). The door contains a few various jams and jellies for PBJ's, some ketchup, mustard and other sauces (mostly for cooking) and a brand spanking new jar of yeast for the breadmaker.
Gotta run.
Posted by Ted at June 4, 2005 06:20 AMExcellent, Ted. Excellent!
Posted by: Elisson at June 8, 2005 09:53 PM