My mother's fridge was SPOTLESS when I was growing up. BOTH of them! (She kept an older one in the garage that she only turned on when entertaining.) My stepmother's is spotless too, as are my aunts'. Mine is not spotless. You just don't want to admit you're having a problem in this area and yet I marvel at their abilities. Instead of having a spotless fridge, I just cling to these five myths that I believe are true about my refrigerator…
This is Offbeat Home's archive of kitchens posts.
In shopping for the new place, I remember what I left behind at my ex's: the pretty swing-top jars and canisters with colourful, perfectly co-ordinated labels, on which I used my best handwriting to label the coffee, macaroni, etc. They sat on the pantry shelf, a Pinterest pin waiting to happen. I was meticulous — borderline obsessed — with putting every package of food that came into our home into a pretty jar with a nice label.
I wanted to get the sponges and other scrubbing devices out of the sink and out of the way, in such a way that they would only drip into the sink while drying. Most of the organizers I'd seen were supposed to sit in the sink, taking up valuable sink real estate (I have a small sink). So I built this solution instead!
Kalorik (one of Europe's first manufacturers of small electric appliances) began producing electric toasters in Belgium in the 1930s. Today, they're apparently producing appliances from the mother fucking future! I just stumbled upon these awesome-looking home goods on Amazon, and was all "zomg what are these kitchen space pods!?"
We live in the middle of a college campus: it surrounds our neighborhood on three sides. We're part of the few owner-occupied hold outs, trying to keep a nice home, surrounded by college rentals. While our neighborhood poses unique challenges — such as random frat boys passed out on our porch, and beer cans in our yard every weekend — it has amazing perks.
On a scale of one to ten, my love of cleaning is probably something around the seventh layer of hell.