What to thaw...what to thaw.
Let me tell you a little secret, folks. If you come to my house for supper, you may end up eating 2 month old cheesy mashed potatoes or 3 month old fruit soup. I head to the freezer and thaw, baby, thaw.
When times get especially busy (adding another kidlet to the family counts) I fall even more in love with my deep freeze. My husband is okay with this.
The people we bought our house from were kind enough to leave a behemoth of a deep freeze in the basement. This thing could be an emergency boat for our whole family if there were a flood. As the freezer is the same mid 60's vintage as our house, it isn't the most energy efficient of appliances, but I choose to consider that a cute character quirk. I love it just the same.
Tonight we had a wonderful spinach fritatta that all my kids love. Even Veronica had seconds. We also had a cheesy garlic bread. Both were from the freezer so I could enjoy the summer day with my kids and not have to worry about what to make for supper. I also didn't have to spend a fortune on unhealthy take-out or fast food.
Taking the risk of getting too Stepford Wives, I am going to declare that I love my freezer!
Here's a picture of the beauty, all stocked up and ready to go: