“Never pride yourself on knowledge. Remember; even a head of iceberg lettuce knows more than you do. It knows whether or not that light really does go out when the refrigerator door shuts.”

One thing John and I have a new appreciation for (right behind owning a dishwasher) is the American size refrigerator. Everything is bigger in the US, and kitchen appliances are no different.

Fitting everything in the fridge has become a sport at our house. We play every Saturday around noon when we get home from the market and grocery store. John always wins.

We realized last night that our fridge was made in West Germany. Not regular Germany, West Germany, which means it’s really old. 

Please also note the size of our freezer… about the size of one Eggo waffle box. And it gets continually smaller as the frost builds up around it until John defrosts it. 

I can’t wait to buy condiments recklessly without even considering whether we have enough fridge space when we get home. It’s going to be crazy.