Note to Self: Check the fridge before going grocery shopping....

So, I have a terrible memory. Well, actually, I have a bartender's memory, which means I'll never remember your name, but I'll remember you like three olives in your Sapphire and that you're a decent tipper. I spend a lot of time making lists; like bartending and making cocktails for a specific person, it seems that just the act of writing the list (even when I forget said list at home) helps me to remember what the heck it was I was going to get at the store.



Alas, my superior list-making skills do not cancel out the fact that I should look in my refrigerator before going to the store. Just because my list (or mental image of the list when I wrote it and then left it on the counter top)calls for heavy cream, that doesn't mean I don't have one (okay, probably two) small containers of cream in the back of the fridge smirking at me.



I wish I had taken a photo of how crammed and crazy our fridge was before I went to the store. It was like an insane, yet chilled and crisp broom closet that reminded me of John Candy's closet from Uncle Buck, but instead of a bowling ball falling on your head, it's caper berries and Indian mango pickles (my obsession with condiments and accoutrement is not up for discussion at this time). 



Any who, when I got back with groceries, I decided to clean out the fridge while putting up my purchases, which is a habit I highly recommend. I threw away the world's oldest pot roast, a tub with approximately half a teaspoon's worth of Boursin, and as I made room for the new carton of orange juice I purchased, I saw them.