A Peek Inside

A new city, a new house, and a new refrigerator. Yep, it’s a brushed metal thing—one of those uber popular versions that I neither like nor dislike. That was until I discovered that you can’t put magnets on it, they won’t stick. Now I’ve decided I don’t like it so much (especially since I have the best fridge magnet ever, which now can't be used—sigh).

But I’m here to talk about what is in the fridge, not what will or won’t stick to the outside. Did you see Sam's post on what’s in her fridge? She’s sparked a slew of bloggers going foodie exhibitionist—baring the contents of their fridge for all to see.

I wanted to play along, but it’s taken me a while to actually build up enough in my fridge for it to be of any interest. But I've been enjoying the peeping Tom pleasure of looking into other people's fridges—my friend Jen has more fish in her freezer than I eat in a five year period (but then again, I don’t have a father who fishes in Alaska).

So here it is, the contents of my fridge. I’m still building up the condiment collection, starting from scratch is an interesting process. You just expect there to be soy sauce (or gluten-free Tamari, in my case), oil, or baking soda in the house. But each ingredient, each spice or sauce or spread, must be purchased. I brought a few things from California, but for the most part I’m starting from a blank slate.

So here is my new fridge. Clicking on the photos will take you to Flickr, where you can mouse over and see commentary on the contents—the good, the bad, and the excessive amount of herbs I have on my shelf.

And many thanks to Anita, at Married…with Dinner, for photo assistance.

THE FRIDGE (in which we discover how much I really do like greens)


THE DOOR (otherwise known as: how much Thai curry paste is really enough?)