The title of this entry is a direct reference to an eponymous named book about a holistic detective who has a refrigerator which plays at the center of an epic battle that he's having with his cleaning lady. Neither one will open the fridge because it has now gotten so dirty that if either one of them opens it, they will have to then clean it. At the end of the book (which is actually about Norse mythology not about the fridge) a fully formed War God springs from the bowels of the refrigerator. I won't say that our fridge had quite gotten to that point although I swear I saw that old container of sour cream move, but it was pretty bad. So this weekend, armed with a garbage disposal, industrial strength garbage bags, and a pair of rubber gloves, I cleaned out the fridge. Here is the end result:
I'm very sad that I did not take a before picture as it would make this after picture look really amazing. That being said, it's probably best for all of you that have eaten at my house to not see the before pictures. Ignorance is bliss. 
Well done, hermana. Very well done.
ReplyDeleteYep... I did have to cut the tops off of the cakes before stacking them. Not too hard though, when the cake is surrounded 360 degrees with protective metal, to hold it upright. Have you ever tried cutting the top off of a cake while it's sitting on the cooling rack? Very tricky, I think.
I do believe in my ignorance of cake making, i have tried that particular feat - feet? - no feat. It didn't turn out so well. I'm muy impressed with your baking skills.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautifully clean frig!!! Congrats!!
ReplyDeleteAny chance you want to come repeat that feat at my house? : )
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