Fridge Contents #3 - Code White

Cheese and Butter Diet?

The door looks fuller but that's because I was storing 2 jars of jam in the cupboard when they should have been in the fridge.  There is a jar of curry paste which will come in handy when I buy something to accompany it.

Foods in my fridge that are not spreads/condiments: 

• Grated Cheese

I was going to have a nap then attempt a trip to the supermarket.  I woke up 14 hours later.  I am so bad at napping.

Shopping, Cooking, Eating and More Cooking...on Speed

In my attempt to be a responsible adult and learn to feed myself I said my friend could come over and help me buy food and make a meal.  This was pretty huge; the first time I've allowed someone into my house who isn't family or someone picking me up to take me somewhere else.  I have some sort of supermarket phobia so I've only bought food about four times this year.  That's less than once a month and one of those times I only bought cordial and choc chip cookies.

I woke up late but still wanted to have a shower.  I answered the door in a towel.  My friend had brought a friend.  Meeting someone while dripping water on the floor would have been embarrassing if I didn't have previous experience of waking up late and answering the door in a towel.  That in itself is pretty embarrassing.  I had to leave my guests to forage for tea and coffee while I got dressed.

Next, there was a flurry of activity.  A crazy whirlwind.  Within a couple of hours I was left with evidence that shopping and cooking had occurred but little idea how it had happened.

I remember my friend had a Food Ideas magazine, she was using a fluorescent pink pencil to cross things off a list and that I really wanted a box of Cheerios.  We ran rather than walked through the supermarket aisles.  I probably only have that perception because alone in a supermarket I would normally wade slowly through the rows and rows of brightly coloured products, my eyes and brain being assaulted by the intense visual stimulation.  With my friend and her friend there were no prolonged anxiety filled decisions of what to buy as they grabbed things off the shelves and moved on.

My friend's friend disapproved of my purchase of a block of chocolate, labelling it as "naughty".  Apparently if you eat "naughty" foods you have to repent of your sins and seek forgiveness from your body by going to the gym.  I had never thought of it that way.  If I was to label chocolate, I would call it "yummy", then I would eat it.

I chose some apples.  It was hard because there were three different types to chose from and I chose the unlabelled ones.  When they got scanned at the checkout the sales assistant had to guess what type they were.

Fruit!  In my Fruit Bowl!

I definitely recall saying something about how my friend's friend should get a horse to hold his boot open because it was broken.  I meant one of the toy horse heads on a pole (my old housemate had one for her boot) but my friend thought I meant a real horse.  I doubt a real horse would want to stand behind a car holding the boot open.

When we got home, I cut up chicken.  I dislike cutting meat because I find it tough to get through and I also become more and more vegetarian the closer I get to seeing meat as part of an animal.  I also felt like I was taking a really long time to wrestle my way through the slippery chicken globs and it was as though I was tearing it apart with my fingers as well as cutting it with a knife. 

Then suddenly we were eating delicious Butter Chicken which along with the chicken had green beans, onion and rice.  There's an opened jar of butter chicken paste and an opened tub of cream and I believe some oil went in too.

Before I'd finished eating, my friend was onto making a pie.  I was exhausted and could hardly lift my arms and all I wanted to do was lie down.  I was of absolutely no use but I forced myself to stand up instead of collapsing in the hallway.  Meanwhile, my friend's friend was washing dishes at the same rate that my friend was using them, then he was drying them and washing more.

Then there was a pie and my friend asked me what pattern I wanted on it.  I tried to think back to when I was little and I saw my Grandma make a pie but I couldn't figure out what was meant by 'pattern'.  When my parents heated up pies I guess the patterns were hidden by the words written on the plastic like 'Balfours', 'Vilis' or 'Foodland'.  My friend started cutting triangles out of the puff pastry sheet and then she made a letter 'A' because my name starts with 'A'.  I was so close to tears. 

Then they were gone.

I fell asleep for a few hours before looking after my nephews then felt a bit hungry so I went to the fridge.

Far out, there was food in there!

I managed to heat up the pie without burning it despite having no idea for how long or at what temperature to cook it.  I ate half of it for dinner then noticed there was also a green salad.  I had already eaten green beans in the curry for lunch and green peas in the pie, and a crunchy greeen pear as a snack.  I might have overdosed on green if I'd eaten the salad too.  Luckily I combatted it by eating a whole block of chocolate.

I was dismayed because I didn't have any salad dressing then I found a mug containing a mystery salad dressing that smelled like lemon.  Then I found half a lemon.  By my powers of deduction I believe that a major ingredient in the salad dressing is lemon.

I didn't have the salad until the night after but whatever was in the salad dressing tasted incredible.  The cucumber in the salad had little slits around the edges which made it pretty exciting but I can't figure out how you would cut them.

Fridge Contents #2 - Green Stuff

What are those green things that aren't green cordial?

Contents of my Fridge (remaining from May 31)

• Water
• Cordial
• Cordial (mixed with Water)
• Tomato Sauce
• Tomato Sauce (Gluten Free)
• Hoisin Sauce
• Dijon Mustard
• Mayonnaise
• Grated Cheese

Contents of my Fridge (NEW)

• Water (in a functional drink bottle)
• Milk
• Orange Juice
• Salad Dressing
• Half a Lemon
• Half a Cucumber
• One and a Half Tomatoes
• Fancy Lettuce Leaves
• Leeks/Shallots/The Skinny Onions
• Grated Cheese (a different type)
• Eggs
• Nuttelex (like margarine)
• Cream
• Yoghurt
• Chicken Pie
• Green Salad

What my Fridge says about me today:

Someone's friend took them shopping, didn't they? 

Small Things #1 - Sunset Silhouette

Sunset through the kitchen curtains onto a wall.

The beautiful pattern on the wall was amazing to witness.  

The photo - not so great.  

The caption - even less so.

I just ate a third of the actual food in my fridge - a whole bowl of pumpkin soup!  It was delicious.  My Dad makes good pumpkin soup.  I would never have seen the beautiful pattern on the wall if I hadn't been waiting at the microwave for my soup to heat up.  Hurrah for Dad's pumpkin soup.

Fridge Contents #1 - Empty Bottles

Make sure you keep your empty plastic bottles adequately chilled.

That's right.  I am currently cooling five 2L bottles and six 1L bottles.  Four of the larger bottles and two of the smaller bottles are completely devoid of liquid.  The straight cordial (I couldn't afford the gay stuff) in three of the 1L bottles would not even fill one 1L bottle.  The cordial which has already been mixed with water could probably fit in a 1L bottle but it's in a 2L bottle.  As for the last bottle, it is actually FULL, but it's full of water and I don't really know why.  Then I have my blue water bottle.  The straw appears to be broken but I leave it there in the hope that one day the little man who turns the light on and off will set to work on my water bottle and it will miraculously function.

Contents of my Fridge

• Water
• Cordial
• Cordial (mixed with Water)
• Tomato Sauce
• Tomato Sauce (Gluten Free)
• Hoisin Sauce
• Dijon Mustard
• Mayonnaise
• Grated Cheese
• Pumpkin Soup

Actual Food in my Fridge

• Grated Cheese
• Pumpkin Soup

Actual Food in my Fridge not supplied by my Dad

•  Grated Cheese

 What my Fridge says about me today:
Nothing.  My fridge can't talk.  However, I do know that I keep looking at the cordial thinking I should make some up in the 2L bottles because I'm going to run out of ready to drink cordial very soon.  Tragedy!  Mixing cordial with water is the closest I can get to successfully making something in the kitchen.  I can proudly say that I have never burned cordial.

As for food...  Moving on.  Nothing more to see here.  No, I just haven't mastered ANY of the steps necessary for feeding myself except for the bit where I actually consume and digest the food.  Everything before that is still in the very early stages. By "very early" I don't mean "infancy", I mean "embryonic development" or "not even conceived".

Current hurdles in the way of me cooking food

• Having the energy to get to the supermarket
• Having the control to not be overwhelmed by the supermarket
• Knowing what food to buy
• Knowing what to make with the food I have bought
• Getting home from the supermarket with the food I've bought that I don't know what to make
• Having the energy to prepare the food
• Knowing how to prepare the food
• Knowing how to cook the food

The way I see it, if that was actually a hurdles race and I managed to jump the first hurdle, I would probably get to the second hurdle, stop, look at it looming down at me, turn around and crawl back to the start line.

I'd love to end on a happier note but I'm exhausted just by writing about how I see the whole 'feeding myself' scenario so I have to go and inhale a couple of litres of refrigerated bottled air.