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The fridge is a time capsule to my life. Every dish of left-overs tells a story of heart break or triumph. The kielbasa and peppers stand as a sad memorial to the late arrival of my wife from work. The ravioli and meatballs staining my old Tupperware boldly state we are here to stay. An unopened container of ricotta cheese, a harsh reminder that I never made the stuffed shells …

Ways I imagined, as a graduate student in creative writing, that my publisher would celebrate and/or promote the release of my books someday:

1. A reception in the publisher’s offices, with wine in plastic glasses and cheese and crackers on a plate passed by an editorial assistant wearing ironically ugly glasses and at least one garment fashioned from tweed.

Ways in which the publication of the aforementioned books …

Nellie is covered with glossy black fur and weighs nearly half a ton. She insists on walking around on all fours, will not wear any clothes, and is more likely to bellow and low than she is to speak plain English. It's a good thing that Nellie is a milk cow, or we might be seriously worried about her.

It's thanks to Nellie Cow that the inside of our …

Nellie is covered with glossy black fur and weighs nearly half a ton. She insists on walking around on all fours, will not wear any clothes, and is more likely to bellow and low than she is to speak plain English. It's a good thing that Nellie is a milk cow, or we might be seriously worried about her.

It's thanks to Nellie Cow that the inside of our …

Honey, I wore the same mask for years at home, school and work. I was successful at first. Twenty years later, I finally burst for it took all the energy I had to keep going. No more secrets, this is part of me and I need help. Therapy is long but you will feel better than holding in it and painting a smile on. Don't lose yourself. …

This is my fridge. It's my fridge because it has my mushrooms in it. It also has my co-worker's yogurt and the bottles of water that my eco-unfriendly employer insists I order twice a month from Staples. But at 4:31 on Friday, March 18, 2011, it won't be my fridge anymore.

Three weeks ago, before he left for a three week long holiday in Palm Desert, California, my …

Family photos, Jersey Shore style. First, us engaged, then 2 years later with our 1 year old, with him at 2, then again at 3 with a new brother.

At age 15, one does this kind of stuff: it made feel tough and cool, and I thought mixed dogs would look tougher and cooler if they had their tails cut off. So that is what I was up to when my small dog, a tai-lless mix of terrier, hotdog and puddle, had puppies from a huge doberman. I even helped the vet in the process of cutting the …

After taking this photo, I realized that you can really learn a lot about my life from my fridge. Everything I cherish is displayed right in the heart of my kitchen. This isn't a surprise to me. Whether it's conversations at the table with my boyfriend, doing homework with my son or cooking homemade vegetarian meals for the three of us, we spend most of our time in the kitchen …

My refrigerator is an entry into my colorful life. Filled with good food, travels, and friendships, it's my sunflower, bright! I am the refrigerator of my existence. You never know what you're going to get unless you try it at least once!

Late afternoon sunlight, blazing with Sonoran Desert heat, slips through the slits in the Venetian blinds and ricochets off the refrigerator door, creating a slashing shadow pattern. But the high contrast dance of sunbeams and dark stripes is disrupted when I shuffle into the kitchen, open the refrigerator door and grab an ice-cold bottle of water. I close the door and the interplay between light and shadow resumes, until later …

My refrigerator is a rotating photo gallery of people I love. Many people spend time in my kitchen and check to see what is new. We started an experiment early in 2010 to see if the statement at the top left corner of the photo are true. Yes they are! The statement in case you can't see it: Positive behavior change comes with making right choices over a period of …

My story is about magnetic fruits. i used to wonder if my mom was fine upstairs. why would anyone place delicious, fake fruits on the fridge door? that is the question that i asked myself now and then. she would not answer me when I put the question to her (asked her). it was not only at home. i still want to munch them. it is a pity that my …

The heat in my uni halls is ridiculous. It’s like the Sahara desert in there. The Americans I live with keep moaning about the lack of fucking A.C – which I found out means air-conditioning.
The Americans talk about Great Britain like it’s some third world country. Our supermarkets are too small. Our streets are too narrow. It’s forbidden to carry pepper spray. We don’t have A.C. We don’t have …

Although I do use the side of my stainless steel Kenmore behemoth to post saved prayer cards of dead relatives, the ubiquitous grocery lists, scraps of napkins with the names of decent wines I've tasted scribbled down, an invitation to my thirty-fifth high school reunion, a Howard Zinn bumper sticker, and a few pictures of a younger me, thirty pounds lighter and more apt to be smiling, the addition to …

Vanilla cream with chocolate frosting... did Raul mean me, or was it one of those

consciousness streams on social networks that always seem to fetch momentary insights

and wisdom commentary. This happens a lot and with tangible associations... The latest

being a new avatar i d created blindly,,, i m registered visually impaired you see,,, since 2004,,,

but having had …

We've had a "fridge as bulletin board" since the kids were little. We've moved from pre-school paintings to after school sports calendars to prom pictures.

Our favorites are the offer of a Playboy subscription that came addressed to our son when he was about 7 years old, the "Libby is Guilty" headlines (daughter's name, headlines from the Scooter Libby trial) and the "Hon, where's the butter?" …

I spend many hours mindfully washing dishes, with my hands in the warm water, I can turn my head and gaze to the side of my noisy old fridge. The side of my fridge is a small gallery into my past, spending time with my dear friend, Crazy Eileen. The photos are over thirty years old now, one was a moment captured on the beach as we knocked …

...who thought this was about the INSIDE of the refrigerator!

Contents include:
1. Payback beer for electrician friend
2. Salad from backyard garden
3. SO's used (clean) cereal bowl, for use tomorrow
4. Almond milk (vanilla/chocolate) - yummy
5. Grape jelly labeled "for birds only" (orioles)
6. Last of the strawberries and first of the raspberries from the backyard garden
7. Radishes doomed for the compost (sorry)
8. Chard …

Refrigerators, like photographs, are about making things last as long as possible. They’re about taking things with short shelf-lives, like milk or memories, and preserving them beyond their natural spans.

I'd started the photo collage on the fridge when I moved into his basement apartment in Jersey City. He had insisted that I move in, yet my things stayed packed in boxes in the hall for months. I’d felt …
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