HAHAAAAAaaaa! Yes! I finally did it.
Being ‘financially challenged’, I find I can’t bring myself to throw perfectly salvagable old foodstuffs away. From rooting carrots to sprouting potatoes, none will go to waste.
Over the weeks, I’ve noticed an unintentional hoarding of cheddar cheese in my fridge. The varying states of mouldly decay have done nothing to deter my intention to grate the cheese and freeze it. Repurpose the cheddar, if you will. While intention is one thing, execution is another as days and weeks pass while my scraggly collection of various blocks of cheese turn a darker shade of green.
But tonight? Tonight was a turning point. This seemingly insurmountable task of cheezy proportions got a gratin’. It took all of about 3 minutes to shed the mould, grate the cheese, throw it in a bag and toss it in the freez———.
Oh shit. There was no room in my freezer. I’ve been meaning to defrost it for about as long as I’ve been meaning to grate the cheese. I was really like, totally cheesed off. Such a set-back has defeated the object of my endeavour.
The irony is not lost on me – prepare cheese for freezer, but freezer not prepared for cheese. I feel like a right cheesecake. Now project “Defrost Freezer” has been moved up to the number one spot on my procrastination list.