So the past couple of days have had me in crises mode.
Our refrigerator that was over 30 years old finally gave up the ghost due to the power flickers due to the second Nor’easter that came crashing through Long Island. (Side note: looks like we have a third one for the beginning of this next week. I am hoping that it gives us a miss.) From what they can figure out the starter burned out but the compressor kept trying to go until it ceased to work so no cold air only warm air blowing through both compartments.
This was on top of me having pulled a set of muscles in my back from shoveling 2 inches of icy slush, which is much heavier than 2 inches of snow. The end of the driveway was a disaster due to the plows shoving large ice balls into the driveway. I broke a path for Caroline so she could get to the bus stop safely then later went back and extracted the car and shoveled the sidewalk.
At this point I can’t really put my arms over my head and we had a dead fridge. I ran out and got some bags of ice to put in the compartments to try to preserve what I could.
Peter and I went to PC Richards to buy a new refrigerator like the grown-ups we are. There were a lot of choices. Now you can tie your fridge into your smart phone and it tells you all kinds of useful information and you can check to see if you need milk or have it tell you that you need milk. There were massive steel fridges you could put a couple of bodies in and still have room for orange juice. I am use to those that have the ice and water dispensers in the door but some of the others were not fridges but robots masquerading as refrigerators.
I said to the gentleman helping us that I really didn’t need to become best friends with my fridge. I just needed it for the basic keep food from spoiling function.
So we bought a very basic refrigerator with the freezer on top and the fridge bellow. I had measured the previous appliance and knew how much extra room I had in the area. I was very careful to make sure that it would fit in the given space. Not as easy as you would think.
We got a promise of delivery the next day which made me very happy.
I used the outside to my advantage and pulled out a couple of coolers we own. Using the ice I had bought, I saved as much as I could from both the fridge and the freezer. We also have a cooler that works as a mini-fridge so I used that as well for the fruit and veg.
The rest was dumped. There was no saving it.
It is amazing what one accumulates over the years in one’s fridge. We have a fondant Hulk that was given to Peter when he went to a taping of Cake Boss. There were bottles of things that were used occasionally to make various dishes so there was half or less in each bottle. I had four kinds of mustard and I am the only one who eats mustard in the family. There was a bottle of horseradish from last year’s Passover Sedar.
Today they delivered the new fridge and took away the old one. Food has been put back into it but I am going to be hyper aware of anything that even starts to smell spoiled.
My back is still a work in progress but it seems to be getting better.
I am grateful for appliances that just do their job and not try to be my buddy.
Our refrigerator that was over 30 years old finally gave up the ghost due to the power flickers due to the second Nor’easter that came crashing through Long Island. (Side note: looks like we have a third one for the beginning of this next week. I am hoping that it gives us a miss.) From what they can figure out the starter burned out but the compressor kept trying to go until it ceased to work so no cold air only warm air blowing through both compartments.
This was on top of me having pulled a set of muscles in my back from shoveling 2 inches of icy slush, which is much heavier than 2 inches of snow. The end of the driveway was a disaster due to the plows shoving large ice balls into the driveway. I broke a path for Caroline so she could get to the bus stop safely then later went back and extracted the car and shoveled the sidewalk.
At this point I can’t really put my arms over my head and we had a dead fridge. I ran out and got some bags of ice to put in the compartments to try to preserve what I could.
Peter and I went to PC Richards to buy a new refrigerator like the grown-ups we are. There were a lot of choices. Now you can tie your fridge into your smart phone and it tells you all kinds of useful information and you can check to see if you need milk or have it tell you that you need milk. There were massive steel fridges you could put a couple of bodies in and still have room for orange juice. I am use to those that have the ice and water dispensers in the door but some of the others were not fridges but robots masquerading as refrigerators.
I said to the gentleman helping us that I really didn’t need to become best friends with my fridge. I just needed it for the basic keep food from spoiling function.
So we bought a very basic refrigerator with the freezer on top and the fridge bellow. I had measured the previous appliance and knew how much extra room I had in the area. I was very careful to make sure that it would fit in the given space. Not as easy as you would think.
We got a promise of delivery the next day which made me very happy.
I used the outside to my advantage and pulled out a couple of coolers we own. Using the ice I had bought, I saved as much as I could from both the fridge and the freezer. We also have a cooler that works as a mini-fridge so I used that as well for the fruit and veg.
The rest was dumped. There was no saving it.
It is amazing what one accumulates over the years in one’s fridge. We have a fondant Hulk that was given to Peter when he went to a taping of Cake Boss. There were bottles of things that were used occasionally to make various dishes so there was half or less in each bottle. I had four kinds of mustard and I am the only one who eats mustard in the family. There was a bottle of horseradish from last year’s Passover Sedar.
Today they delivered the new fridge and took away the old one. Food has been put back into it but I am going to be hyper aware of anything that even starts to smell spoiled.
My back is still a work in progress but it seems to be getting better.
I am grateful for appliances that just do their job and not try to be my buddy.