My freezer has been on the fritz lately. It turned ice cream to soup (still delicious), frozen bananas for smoothies into brown, mushy blobs (not so delicious). Luckily my landlord is awesome, and he took one look inside and declared I needed an entirely new refrigerator.
I adore my apartment, but the appliances are the pits. My stove has only one decent sized burner, and it's permanently tilted. My pancakes are really special.
My fridge...well, just look at it.
The shelves are so weird. Right? I mean, look at that awkward shelf in the middle right under the meat drawer. The only thing you can put on that is, like, tortillas. Or the newspaper.
So needless to say, I was pretty psyched to get a new fridge. You know what they say about expectations? I don't, come to think of it, but I know my expectations were NOT what I came home to tonight.
OH MY GOD IT IS SO SMALL. This is the same amount of food as the picture above. Hell, it's the EXACT SAME FOOD.
(Also, it's not new. Just slightly less old.)
You see those two clear drawers in the middle, there? Those are from my old fridge, which they just kind of slapped in there because I have so much crap. I took one of them out, but I'm leaving the other one just sitting on a shelf because otherwise, where do I put all of my cheeeeese without a cheese drawer?
I'm sort of in a tizzy.
I'll get over it.
My (still awesome, despite poor taste in appliances) landlord sent me a text telling me to test out the new freezer when I got home to make sure it worked. So I bought some ice cream on the way home.
Two things: 1) If you like peanut butter, buy this ice cream, as it is fantastic; 2) I took this picture at eye level. I can see the top of my fridge. I am only 5'7".
This fridge is a baby fridge. I hope one day it matures into an adult fridge so I can continue to grow my condiment and nut butter collections.
I also came home and found this was left out on the counter.
I didn't really want that butter anyway.