There is no doubt we are living in an exciting, unpredictable time, what with a global economic crisis and a crucial US election looming on the horizon. Everywhere I look, people are discussing the complicated issues of economic reform, abortion rights, immigration laws, and universal health insurance, just to name a few of today's hot-button topics.
And me? Well, I'm cleaning out my fridge. That's right - in a world fraught with crisis and change, there is only one thing you can count on: Suburban Correspondent's Wednesday afternoon fridge frenzy. Isn't that sort of comforting? Think about it - no matter who wins the election next week, you can still come here the next day and witness my latest edifice of inedible former comestibles. And that's a promise.
Over to the left, observant readers will notice an open but full can of tomato sauce atop a half-full carton of low-sodium chicken broth, which itself perches precariously on a glass container containing a single serving of our famous Enchilala Duff along with a lone taco shell; this container, in turn, sits Jenga-block-style atop my Tupperware celery keeper, which apparently was not doing its job (as evidenced by the photo to the right).
At the base of the stack is, quite frankly, an impostor. I had assumed it was a chicken dish of unknown origination date; but upon closer inspection (after the photo shoot) I discovered that this particular leftover entree was a mere 2 days old, and therefore ineligible for participation in this weekly feature. Sorry about that.
Despite my impressive tower-building talents (finely honed by years of playing with Duplos/Legos), I was unable to figure out a way to include this pitcher of orange-juice-gone-bad in the stack. Believe me, I tried. But, alas! Such an achievement must wait for one who has fridge-cleaning skills far greater than mine.
Perhaps one of our potential First Ladies would like to have a crack at it? Cindy? Michelle? Aren't you lovely ladies anxious to show the voting populace (well, a small segment of it, anyway) that those White House refrigerators will be in experienced hands? Or are you both, perhaps, housekeeping mavericks who order take-out every night? Inquiring minds want to know...