OUR NEW REFRIGERATOR

 

To me, our old refrigerator was good enough. 

True, the ice-maker was jammed 

and one drawer had a crack in it. 

I could have lived with that 

but Katja said 

it’s always advisable to replace things 

before they go bad. 

I learned early on 

not to question this line of reasoning. 

The new refrigerator 

was scheduled to arrive on Thursday. 

Wednesday night we emptied out 

the many pounds of food. 

The freezer contents alone 

filled a Coleman ice chest, 

two styrofoam coolers, 

a large Fed Ex box. 

The refrigerator guys 

arrived on time in the morning 

and dragged our old refrigerator

out to the driveway. 

But then, horror of horrors, 

the new refrigerator 

was one inch too tall for its niche. 

“Call your construction guy,” 

the delivery man said. 

“Sand down the board by one inch.” 

We have an old freezer in our basement

and I decided to store the frozen items down there. 

When I checked, though, the freezer 

was filled to capacity. 

Our basement is dark and dingy, 

so Katja rarely goes there, 

and food can remain in the freezer forever. 

It’s like Siberia for frozen foods. 

I checked the dates on the packages, 

2018, 2019, 2020 — pre-pandemic purchases. 

My AI chatbot told me 

that meat can stay frozen for years, 

but the taste goes bad 

after 6 to 12 months. 

We started throwing packages away. 

Turkey, beef brisket, lobster tails, 

steaks, lamb chops, shish kebob. 

Hundreds upon hundreds of dollars. 

The construction guy came the next morning 

and promptly pulled off the wooden bar 

that had blocked the refrigerator. 

No sanding needed, 

With our new refrigerator in place, 

we started filling it up. 

We’d thrown so much away

that it actually looked reasonably stocked 

and not crammed to the gills. 

The new start of a sensible

though temporary food phase in our life.