This is my fridge:
This is my fridge on drugs:
I have no room left for anything. Nothing. I'm stuffing fruit and cheese and juice into the boys wonder just to make room on the shelves. Yet I find time to make pesto and hummus and other things that NEED REFRIGERATION! Granted, the pesto was frozen but I needed to clean out the freezer to make room. And yes, there is no picture of the freezer because it is a tundra of ice packs, soft pretzels, nuts, sausage, chicken, shrimp, and other things buried so deep that only by summoning Cthulhu from its vasty depths will I ever know what is in there.
And I just cleaned it all out this past weekend. Wiped, sorted, tossed. I suck. But I need at least eight bottles of hot sauce and five of mustard just to function on a daily basis. Not to mention an uber stack of plastic cheese. It's how I survive. :-)
Here is a pretty picture of my pesto:
Much easier on the eye. Ohm...