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Catching up.... [Apr. 22nd, 2009|07:09 am]
I have not abandoned LJ, just caught in the vise that is work and Faire and personal obligations. Just so's ya know...

But really, is there any morning joy greater than sitting at a traffic light next to some muscle car revving its engine, rocking back and forth, trying to second guess the traffic light, getting ready to peel out...

And you, with your superior traffic zen and attention to details (like the pedestrian crosswalk lights), manage to acclerate out way ahead of him, 'cause he was in the middle of a roll back when the light changed and you were correctly rolling forward. In your Saturn station wagon. Score one for the dorks!

On Thursday, in the vegetable rotter drawer -- sure, you can CALL it a crisper, but let's be real -- I found a big container full of Driscoll strawberries that I'd bought specifically for Easter and forgotten. So, the Thursday before Easter, that would be April 8th. And I hesitated to purchase them because they were sitting out at the store at room temperature. And I'm enough of a Produce geek to know that every four hours at room temperature means 1 day of shelf life lost for berries. But I thought, well, I'm going to serve them in 4 days, which is pushing it for berries, but I'll cut them up and sugar them, so they'll hang in there and be fine.

Buried under eggplant and mint and peppers, they sat. For 9 days. We all know what happens to strawberries after nine days, right, especially if they were mishandled previously.

But no. These were like the Dorian Grays of strawberries. The seeds were darker and the berries looked vaguely dessicated. But the leaves were green, the berries were red and there was no, repeat no, mold or rotting. Creepy. Now Driscoll has an intense proprietary plant breeding program. And I have no doubt that they've bred for shelf-life, as much as beauty. (Certainly not flavor...) But 9 days in a home fridge? Do you know how much fungicide that's gotta require? I don't, but I don't like thinking about it. I left them out on the counter to take out to the compost bin, but sort of hesitated, since I wasn't sure I wanted these zombie-berries in the compost.

Then next morning, I thought, whoops, now they really have to be...son of a bitch, they're fine. They look exactly the same. Just that sort of past their prime look, but still, damn good for their age. (I'm struggling here for a Hollywood analogy, but they're all so damn plastic, I can't think of anyone. Meryl Streep. There.)

Well, it being the first full weekend of on-site Faire rehearsal and site prep work, I know you'll be shocked that they were still on the countertop come yesterday morning. And finally, finally, after 3 plus days at room temperature, the mold had finally gotten a toehold. Just on a couple of the berries at the bottom.

And it being a Monday morning, you'll be again shocked that I didn't have time to take them out to the compost pile. (Some people lust after a laundry chute, I lust after a compost chute...) So, there they were when I got home yesterday afternoon.

But I didn't remember spilling Diet Mountain Dew on the container....

Even my cats think they're zombie-berries. Because one of them hopped up on the counter and took a piss on them.

Of course, be forewarned. That means if you come to my house and one of my cats pees on you, I'm probably going to blow off your head. Especially if you're shambling.

[User Picture]From: sestree
2009-04-22 11:59 am (UTC)
Nothing beats home grown produce. Sadly I have no yard so I have to make do.

That means I rarely ever purchase strawberries. I think about all the crap they put on them and shudder.

((of course I also do the watusi and lose full days when I am within 1000 yds of diazanon -- that could have something to do with it))
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[User Picture]From: im_geva
2009-04-22 12:34 pm (UTC)

See, now...

I've consumed a couple dozen store bought strawberries in the last couple days, and have several dozen more to eat.

All that fungicide sorta makes me think I'm doing my body a favor and cleaning out the pipes, so to speak.

No wee wigglies in me!

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[User Picture]From: madam_macaw
2009-04-22 01:50 pm (UTC)
I have done the same thing to a mustang with my little Avenger. There is nothing better!!!
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[User Picture]From: bittibuddha
2009-04-22 03:05 pm (UTC)
that story freaks my ass out. srsly. what the hell do they DO to them??
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[User Picture]From: chellebelle74
2009-04-22 04:38 pm (UTC)
Who knew cat pee was a zombie detterent? Next time a zombie is shambling your way, fling the litter box at them.
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[User Picture]From: ferlonda
2009-04-23 12:48 am (UTC)
Laughing here, and thinking, golly I've missed your posts.

Strawberries that won't mold. Yeesh. I am now swearing off store-bought strawberries.

I like the car story, too. I always feel slightly superior when some dork in a muscle car goes hurtling past our Sprinter... only to be brought to a halt at the next traffic light. Over and over again.
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[User Picture]From: mistressfetch
2009-04-23 01:25 am (UTC)
Cat pee? ummm I had to have a door installed on the room I use for a closet because Little Man decided once again that he hates Basil and therefore to show me how much, well he will p*ss on my clothes...Oh I could pick the clothes off the floor but just having a door installed was much easier :-)

and um...I'm not coming near your compost ....at least not without zombie stakes....
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