Ice, Ice, Baby
A few weeks ago, I found a package of eleven year old Usinger cooked bratwurst in the freezer. We decided to eat some much newer hot dogs instead and disposed of the bratwurst.
Inspired by this find, I set out to remove various items of questionable food from the freezer. These included:
Ice-ridden frozen bagels that must have been well over a year old.
Eighteen month old snickerdoodles.
Another package of eleven year old Usinger cooked bratwurst.
Two five year old packages of fresh Jewel bratwurst.
A five year old roast.
Two mummified sausages.
Hamburger patties that were two or three years old.
I also found some very old Frango mints. I kept those. They may still be good.
The freezer is much emptier now...
Inspired by this find, I set out to remove various items of questionable food from the freezer. These included:
I also found some very old Frango mints. I kept those. They may still be good.
The freezer is much emptier now...
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But being in the back corner, it was hard to get to. Tara didn't remember that there was any food in there, and I kind of forgot too. So there it sat for 2 or 3 years (or more) before I finally just hauled it to the curb. (At that point, the trash contractor for Bartlett would pick up just about anything set on the curb - in San Diego I'd probably have to take a dead freezer to a proper disposal place). Fortunately, I don't think much in it had thawed by the time it was picked up.
We again have a freezer in the garage - but this one is just outside the door, and cannot have anything much older than 1 year old in it - since we bought it last May.
(It has also become one of the places where pre-prepared food made by San Diego's caterer to the fen is placed between preparation and the convention. There are some drawbacks to having fannish friends who live somewhat close - at least as long as she retrieves the goodies and doesn't leave them for us to "dispose of")
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