Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Science Experiments

Is this scary enough for Hallowe'en?

I like to think that this is how Sir Alexander Fleming got his start - when something senescent in his fridge grew an interesting mold and he thought, "Hmmm, wonder what could I do with that?"

I'm continually finding these interesting science experiments lurking half eaten behind the first layer of food in my reefer. I get this particular affliction directly from my mother; a child of the Great Depression, she never threw any food away. She would carefully wrap six green beans and tenderly place them in the fridge from which I would excavate them, covered in pale grey fur, three months later.

When I married and left home, I usually visited my parents in Hawaii once a year. Tough duty, huh? Because I was living in Rochester, NY where spring comes only reluctantly toward the very end of May and retreats briskly in mid-August, these trips to Hawaii were like visiting an entirely different planet. To go in roughly twelve hours from wading in knee-deep snow to wading in 75 degree aquamarine water was almost a surreal experience. The reverse was deeply depressing.

Oops, got lost in dreams there for a minute - back to the topic!

My parents wouldn't allow me to work in the kitchen while I was there so, instead, I made it my contribution secretly to ferret out and discard the fuzzy foods hiding in her fridge.

Yes, secretly - Mom became most indignant if she caught me pouring out the stinking milk or giving the old heave-ho to dessicated celery or shriveled and puckered tomatoes, accusing me of profligacy most foul. So, each morning before she was up, I'd sneak into the kitchen and hide one more slimy item underneath the refuse in the garbage can. Little did I realize that many years later her gene would express itself in me.

This particular symphony in cream, yellow and turquoise was once Lemon Quark. I think it's a cure for the common cold, or athlete's foot, or some disease we haven't even named yet. If I'm lucky, it will be the cure for Alzheimer's, the early stages of which I have been accused of exhibiting. I call them Senior Moments; others have muttered about dementia as they shovel my two month-old casserole down the GDU.

Happy Hallowe'en!


Blogger Dagny said...

My stepmother is famous for her science experiments. She swears that she has to save that one spoonful of whatever because the nuns taught her that it was sinful to throw it out. Once a week my dad grumbles while he cleans the fridge of the latest experiment. I take after my dad and try to clean out stuff at least once a week -- before it gets way too scary for words.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007  
Blogger namastenancy said...

ROFLOL! I think that the "Science experiment" plus "save it for tomorrow" gene is one that a lot of us have. I have to fight it myself but I'm not always successful, hence the smelly soy milk, tofu that has mutated, vegetables at the bottom of the vegetable bin that glow in the dark and are so slimy that I wrap them in double plastic before I throw them away. I know they were a bargain at the time and I love bargains but I have to fight with myself not to stock the fridge up so much that at least 1/3 of it spoils.
On the other hand, you never know when 12 people are going to drop in for dinner or the next ice age will hit and you can't make it to the grocery store.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Dagny, good for you - and your Dad!

Namastenancy, know what you mean about overbuying! Can't resist it!

Wednesday, October 31, 2007  

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