Chapter 11
“So, Robert, what do you want to eat tonight? And, where do I find it, exactly?”
“That’s easy, red meat,” he answers, brushing past Emma to get in the upright freezer. “Almost everything is in white butcher’s paper with black marker on it. ‘Stk’ would be for steak.” He hands her a pack and continues, “while ‘Rst’ is a roast, and so on. Basically, we use the same abbreviations as a meat market with a use by month and year. The oldest freezer stuff is here in the kitchen. Another freezer in the pantry room has the newest stuff and we rotate the not-so-new packages out here once a month, or when needed.”
“I can deal with that system,” she says eagerly. “Hand me that roast for Sunday. I’ll thaw it in the refrigerator.” Then she adds, “Is this your system or Katy’s?”
Robert smile
