In the fridge?

Last week Sam at Becks & Posh showed the folks what was in her refrigerator, and ended the post asking her readers what their unedited fridges look like. Ever late to the game, here’s mine:

I share this small, old refrigerator with two other people, so we always have an overabundance of milk, mustard, and salad dressing. On the top: strawberries, half used containers of whipping cream, sour cream, pickled jalapenos, chipotles (six months old…is that bad?), and the ever-present yogurt. Some chocolate, some leftover beans, some leftover salsa.

Next shelf: Maple syrup (Crystal’s), tofu (Alex’s), leftover pineapple (mine), hummus, tortillas, and eggs (ours). Hiding in the back is the yeast and the lard, and probably some spaghetti sauce. There is a drawer with more cheese in it than you can shake a stick at. I think we collect it.

Bottom shelf: leftover chocolate zabaglione, chicken stock, orange juice, milk, buttermilk, soy milk, more yogurt, wine and more wine, and some pancetta. I have no idea what’s in the crispers: Alex’s is the full one and mine is the empty one, with what looks like some yellowing lettuce in there. Hm.

And of course, the ridiculously full door shelves, loaded down with salad dressings of all types, worcestershire, preserves from Crystal’s family’s beach house, peanut butter (always, always peanut butter, as I’m addicted to it), chili sauce, pesto, mustard, chocolate syrup. Jesus, I don’t even know what’s all in that door.

I try to clean out the refrigerator once every three months. Shared living situations always result in three-year-old bottles of tomato sauce and mayonnaise that’s turning blue. However, shared living also means that there’s almost always eggs somewhere in the fridge.