Anyway, yesterday morning she, my other aunt Jane, my mom and I were over at my Grandma's. Jane has just renovated the whole kitchen of her very old (but new to her) house, and we were looking at pictures of that, got into gardening (Jane and I are both planning to try square foot gardening this year), books, household organization in general, cooking and food of course (Katee ran out to her car to get some seasoned Korean nori she had just bought for us to try) and in general having a lovely time.
Then Katee started describing how she had recently reorganized her freezer. Katee can describe something like "cleaning out the freezer" and make it sound virally appealing. Katee and I also have the same
But back to freezers, I've been having increasingly negative experiences with mine. It's a deep freezer and, um, too full. I know what's in there, clean it out regularly, try to organize it, but after a pretty short time things get all mixed up until...
Agh! This is pretty much maximum entropy, after a frustrating search for almonds that I never did find. I love my freezer, but this is absurd. So after the visit, all fired up with excitement and enthusiasm, Zoa and the Moon Goddess went to Ikea.
Shopping at Ikea is like a happy dream until you want to leave, when it becomes a nightmare because the stores are all laid out so that you...can't...get...out...all the Exit signs are misleading...there is no exit...you go round and round, increasingly panicked, pushing your way through shoppers who have morphed into shuffling zombies, until.... But we'll focus on the fun part. I bought all kinds of neat stuff, most of which will be showing up on this blog at one time or another.
Among other things, I bought three medium sized plastic containers, one for nuts:
One for grains:
And one for seitan/tofu:
Then I took everything out of the freezer, and put it all back, and...
I bought another spice rack thingy, to store some of the new spices and spice mixes previously crammed into a cupboard. Here's what my kitchen looks like now:
Kind of busy, I admit, but I needed the cupboard space and was tired of many tiny containers falling out all over every time I tried to find something in the spice cupboard. A tip to the wise: when you make a spice mix, make sure to label it somehow. Probably you think you'll never forget what's in that jar, but you will. Learn from my mistakes:
All this industry was a little overwhelming, if not downright scary. Wise cats watch from a safe distance:
While I was at it, I cleaned out the freezer part of the refrigerator:
|The fridge freezer never ordinarily looks this neat|
...the fridge itself:
|Yeah, my fridge pretty much always looks like this|
...the basement itself...
|Clearly, I can never move|
|Yes, you can click for a view of some of the titles. Go on, I know you want to ;-)|
...and this. Here's my little sub-fridge for sauces and the like (and the side of another stack):
Then we cleaned out some closets and drawers, tidied up the kitchen table centerpiece:
...and realized we were tired and parched and very, very ready for a drink:
|It's a well known fact that cats become exhausted watching other people work.|
And that's the story of my day. A few disclaimers:
1. On the non-vegan containers: members of my family and I swap food regularly, and tend to re-use disposable containers for this purpose, and these often get re-re-used here. They're not vegan, but I am, honest!
2. I never, ever, let the cat walk around on the counter. It's unsanitary and disgusting. Or the kitchen table. Right, Cheeta? Uh, right?