If you have to call Miss Clio at the Psychics’ Hotline in order to determine what it was, it needs to go away. Far away. Far enough away that if it needs a hazmat team to tidy up after it thaws/melts/pops open, it can’t be traced back to you.
That is all.
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Indeed!
I have learned, from painful experience, to label the packages with something descriptive and the month / year. Because sometimes, it’s important to figure out what year the lump of blanched leeks is from.
Two had years marked on them. One said 199- and the other 198-. I don’t care what it was or if it was still edible/viable (there are plant seeds in there). After thirty years (and two freezer changes), it goes.
Agreed. So much.
Aye, one must chuck it *BEFORE* it figures out how to build The Bomb.
LOL, you mean you don’t wait until it WALKS to the front of the fridge? 🙂
That was the potato salad of unusual size. Some things you don’t even open the container to double-check.
Here’s my thought on the subject: I really should do so sometime soon. Really.