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« Just desserts | Main | Letting in a little light » Monday, October 16, 2006Go ahead and open itI hate messy fridges, and I'm always telling friends how to store things so they keep well. Like: put washed lettuces in a zipper bag with a paper towel on the bottom. Same for rinsed grapes. Label containers. Nothing earth shattering here. Last night, when I tucked the last of my lunches for the week into the fridge, I decided that the brimming shelves looked like an ad. For what? An obsessive cook, of course.
I've taken out the middle shelf of the fridge so I can stack things high on the bottom. The blue-topped containers on the right of the top and bottom shelves are my lunches (if you put vegetables on the bottom of the container and lettuce on the top, they stay for many days). Moving left on the bottom shelf you get to several baggies of grapes. These are to pop into the lunch bag. Next, in the black pot, is my new favorite soup, pureed cauliflower, ready to heat. Under the pot is a big container with roast chicken left from last week (food has to be really off in order for me to toss it). I have more eggs than I need (far left), but you never know when a baking urge will hit so I keep plenty on hand. By the end of the week, you'd think an army had invaded. The shelves are bare. That usually means that friends stopped by around dinner and we opened the fridge and started pulling things out. It's always nice that there's lots to work with. Posted by Sheryl Julian at 05:15 PM
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