A blog, mostly about my work making Jewish ritual objects, but with detours into garment making, living in New York City, cooking, and other aspects of domestic life. A note about comments: I love comments from readers, from spammers, not so much. I approve comments before posting them so comments are not cluttered with junk. It may take a few hours before your posts appear. Be patient. If you are a real person with a real comment it will be posted.


My goodness! That is packed. Was going to say she needs a bigger freezer, but then it would be longer between visits, so I bet she prefers the small freezer for that reason. lol
ReplyDeleteFor much of my childhood my mother just had a regular sized freezer. she got really good at loading it up. It was like a clown car for food. One of my mother's friends had a big freezer in her basement...it was the size of a big fridge. it belonged to my mother's friend but the freezer had several tenants. My mother got to be one of the freezer tenants when i was in college. Soon after that, my mother's friend moved to Florida. My mother inherited both the freezer and the other freezer users. I just loved that communal ownership. Once my mother had the freezer, she loved keeping the freezer above the fridge sparsely populated. It was like Calvin Klein had designed the interior of the freezer.
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