Hide and Seek
I’ve posted before about how V’s family does not employ the use of the refrigerator as much as they should. His mom cooks entire meals at night, then leaves everything sitting on the stove or counter until dinner the next day. Because of this, I have suffered from, ahem, food poisoning (to put it nicely) too many times to count. For the past month, V and I have completely stopped eating any non-refrigerated items. I can deal with the looks and the comments, but I can no longer deal with feeling sick.
So, lately, dinners have appeared out of thin air. I know that the meals are not freshly prepared, and I also know that the items were never in the refrigerator. However, the exact origin of these dinners has been a mystery…until today.
While preparing breakfast, I started searching through drawers for a mixing bowl. In one of the drawers, I found a little something extra:
Hmmm, Bowls? Check. Bags? Check. Pork Steaks? Check. Wait, what?
I’m so confused…