I have the inverse to this. Again, Teenaged Children.
You must buy 8 gallons of milk at a time because your teenaged children go through a gallon a day. So, you must freeze the milk to keep it from going bad and because you hve more room in the freezer than the fridge. Freezing milk is fine, as long as you make sure you completely thaw it and shake it thoroughly before pouring.
Inevitably, there will be no thawed milk ready to go before the current milk is emptied, causing Father to yell, causing the frozen milk to be put outside in the yard to thaw quickly in the sun (and forgotten about unless Mom is around).
I read **tdn’**s OP, then thought to myself, “Ha! Not my kitchen!” As a housewife who is still somewhat new to the game (ahhh, 'bout two and a half years or so by now), I truly believed that I had my shit together. I wandered into the kitchen, checking off everything on the list one by one, growing more and more incredulous, and by the time I got to the small, hard, nut-like object on the back of my middle refrigerator shelf that looked vaguely like it used to be an orange of some sort, I began peeking out my windows suspiciously, looking for any wandering tdn’s to hurl my nutfruit at…
If you are planning on eating a particular leftover, you will discover that it was previously eaten by a housemate. This will happen even if there is an absurdly large amount left over, such as a whole chicken. Said housemate will defend such acts as “there was so much, we could never eat it all in time.”
Contrariwise, whenever you leave leftovers for said housemates, they will go to mold.
Freezer space is a constantly diminishing resource. In years past, this could be blamed on frost accumulation, but we now must face the truth: the vegetable medley is breeding.
I am so AR none of this stuff happens to me. Except the refrigerator fruit-nut. And the lone-pickle jar. And the brown sugar Home Defense System. Also, I have left the phone, the remote control and my keys in the refrigerator.
Then there’s the boyfriend factor. I am the type of person that will not open the new jar of mayonnaise until the old one is scraped clean. The boyfriend on the other hand, opens the new jar immediately because it’s easier to get at the mayonnaise inside. Leaving the old one abandoned and forlorn.
Mmmmm. I’d say the crusty parts of fresh french bread are the best part (when the crust is still crispy but the inside is fresh and soft).
However, the crusts on all regular bread (sandwich bread) are, IMNSHO, not intended for human consumption in a sandwich. I save all the crust-ends in one bag in the freezer, and then use it to make stuffing, or possibly croutons.
No matter how many kitchen utensils you own, the one you need right now will be dirty.
Someone posted above that wooden spoons multiply. This is not true in my kitchen. Wooden spoons and rubber spatulas disappear into the Twilight Zone, along with cigarette lighters and ink pens, causing me to want to buy stock in Dollar Tree.
There is never enough room in the fridge freezer, so in order to fit everything in it is elaborately packed in just so in a complicated puzzle. However, god help you if you need to get an item from the very back/bottom of the freezer.
Occasional trips to bulk food stores are useful, even for a person who lives alone, if you can buy a few commonly used items in bulk. But then if you buy something without realizing you already have it, you now have way too much. I recently bought a giant carton of microwave popcorn, without realizing I already have a nearly full one. One carton = 36 packages). I calculated that, calorie-wise, I could survive on popcorn alone for the next 24 days. In reality, I only have a bag of popcorn maybe twice a month, so it’ll last me three years.
Pssst. Instead of throwing out the heel of bread, place it in your brown sugar container. It’ll keep the brown sugar in it’s non-lethal, easily measurable state. Though you won’t have the satisfaction of smashing the brown sugar repeatedly on the counter to break it up, your housemates will surely appreciate it.
Have you been looking in my cabinets? Hey, I only have four bags of brown sugar. You have to have some light brown and some dark brown, and it might not be enough to make cookies, so it’s always good to pick up some more when you’re at the grocery store anyway. But that doesn’t explain why I have five jars of peanut butter. :rolleyes: I think that means it’s time to make peanut butter cookies! Oh, well, at least I don’t have a fruitnut.
My kitchen constant: expired condiments multiply. No matter how often you clean the fridge, there are always jars of stuff that expired before you even moved in, so there’s no way it could have possibly been there that long. I could throw away everything in the fridge once a week, and the next week I’d find a jar of mustard that expired in 1996. How does that happen? I always throw stuff away when it’s expired, but I still find things that are impossibly old. My neighbor has a key–maybe she’s sneaking in and leaving expired jelly.
Now that I’m home and I can look in the fridge, I notice a scary number of jars of olives. We don’t drink enough bloody marys to justify the amount of olives we have in the house. Lucky for us, olives never go bad. Right?