Solitude before the festivities of July 4th has, so far, included cleaning out the freezer and cooking a few dishes to go in it,. I won’t ask you when you last cleaned and cleared your freezer, but trust me, it’s gotta be a solitary act. There’s nothing communal about it. Take out the saran wrapped pieces of bacon, notice the freezer burn, and throw. I can’t believe the little treasures that I kept—egg whites, heels of bread, a chicken carcass for chicken broth—to be thawed and made at a later date. I’m my mother’s daughter, so my sisters tell me. Mom saved everything and so do I.
Truth be told, I did make the broth, but, I did throw the egg whites. We’ll take the bread to the duck pond later this week. Oops, probably not good for the ducks. Hard to do it right these days whether in solitude or community.
(I bet you’re thrilled to see a picture of my freezer. Not easy to take a good one. Trust me, the photo doesn't do it justice.)
Truth be told, I did make the broth, but, I did throw the egg whites. We’ll take the bread to the duck pond later this week. Oops, probably not good for the ducks. Hard to do it right these days whether in solitude or community.
(I bet you’re thrilled to see a picture of my freezer. Not easy to take a good one. Trust me, the photo doesn't do it justice.)