hentzau

A few weeks ago I figured out that I had some really old cans of soup in my kitchen cabinet. A few of them didn't have any expiration dates that I could find. Some had expired a year or two ago, which is pretty scary since they're good for a few years when you buy them. Some were not expired but still pretty old. So, I decided to start having them for dinner a few times a week until they were all used up. I figured if they smelled bad I wouldn't eat 'em. I'm just about done with the whole batch, so I'll be getting some "fresh" cans of soup from the supermarket soon.

Ah, the joys of bachelor living.

05/2006