Refrigerator Contents My Life

I haven't shopped during the snow invasion. I just used everything we had on hand.
I made more soup than Our Daily Bread. We haven't a fresh piece of fruit, bread or veg in the entire house.
I inventoried the needs of the H twosome and so I'm heading to the grocery store today.

The refrige and pantry look so sad. Even the ice in the ice bin looks stale.
Crumbs and flakes litter the shelves and bins. Onion skins are scattered all over the opened stale graham crackers meant for the birds. Strangely enough I have canned tomatoes and tomato paste for lots o sauce. Clam juice. Really good fig spread.
Weird opened cereal boxes tip over. Oak cakes? What are they?


The shelves on the refrigerator door hold such sad looking containers. Jars sticky with who knows what.
Why did I buy a tin of French peppercorns? I think I loved the label.Hominy? That's a good label too. Label art - really underappreciated.
Did Tom and I really need the ginormous jar of bread and butter pickles?
Only two floating about in the brine sea - so I guess we did need them! How old is that reduced salt soy sauce? Is there such a thing?
I wonder what the bottled salad dressings would taste like if I blended them together? It would clear a lot of door shelf space.

To Ponder:
Why do we have all this mustard?
What is the meaning of two sad apples in a cracked bowl Grasshopper?


Note to self:
Take the thousands of plastic bags formerly housed in the bottom of the pantry back to the store today.

Madonna