The Fridge
The FridgeThe fridge in my house is always filled with food, a large assortment of food. There was never a time it is empty, in fact sometimes it is so full that we have to squeeze to put stuff in.
A few year back, when my house trusty old fridge broke down, we have lots of problems, we did not know what to do with all the food inside the fridge, in the end, we gave most of the food away and invited our relatives over to have a big steamboat party. We had to endure 2 days without a refrigerator, when my father and I went for ‘fridge shopping’ we were so tempted to buy a super huge one so that we do not have to worry about storage anymore, but sadly my sister and mother stopped us, because they said that the bigger the fridge was, the more junk food we would have in our fridge it would never solve the storage problem. In the end we settled for one that is similar to the size of our old fridge.
Ever since young, my fridge is always filled with food, so I assumed that it is normal that the fridge is always filled, but that was notthe case. When I visited my friend’s house, their fridge was almost empty. I was shocked at first, then hungry. There was nothing to cook at my friend’s place, in the end we have to settle of a plain bowl of Maggie mee, which was cooked with plain water and full of seasoning. It did not taste bad, but is was would be much better if we had things like meat and prawns..
That was when I realised how pampered and fortunate I was. My fridge was always filled with food, if I was hungry, all I need is to open the fridge there was be something for me to eat, somehow. If I am in the mood I can even cook up a sumptuous meal and experiment with new dishes. I think I would totally die with an empty fridge, because I can never eat out for more then a week.
The one that is in charge of filling the fridge and ensuring that it is always full would be my father and grandmother. They always ensure the the fridge is packed with prawn, meat, stock, and all the stuffs. When I am at home, from time to time, they will ask me if there is anything I want to eat, especially during the weekends. Even if I said no, they will still cook up something. Partly is because they are bored, and want to do something. That is was my sister and I think, thus I would always be fed, till I am fat and chubby. I do not mind though. But I think I am going to mind the next week and the week after next, because my parents would be going away for their ‘ countless times’ of honeymoon, which means that I have to settle my own food.. I wonder how I am going to survive, coping with prelim and cooking. I think next week would be an interesting experience..but I am not looking forward to it.
The fridge at home that is always filled,
It is just like a magic pocket that would replace itself
But nothing happen without a reason
It is because of the love for the home
The fridge keeps the snacks titbits chocolates that you want to share with your loves ones
Packed with groceries, they would eventually be cooked and placed on the table for the family.
The fridge is there...
(in a crappish mood, hee hee)

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