Eastside Road, January 2, 2012—THAT'S WHAT I still call it, to the amusement of the grandchildren: icebox. That's what it was, when I was a kid.
Ours, of course, runs on electricity — it's undoubtedly the biggest consumer of electricity we own. And it has a lot of work to do. Today we barely made a dent in it, but we finished the Christmas brandade mantecato for our lunch, along with some fruit; and for dinner we finished the Christmas ham, and the puréed vegetables from two nights ago, and the last but one of those delicious pickled crabapples: I'll have to be sure to pickle some more this summer.
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