Cereal Killer No More

The fridge is dead! Long live the fridge!

In Memoriam:
Clyde the Fridge, ?-2009

Devoted chiller and family message center, Clyde the Fridge passed today. He is survived by the Kydd family, who barely survived eating anything that came
from his innards.

Clyde was a good fridge, a humble fridge. Of unknown origins and of uncertain vintage, nevertheless he strove to do his duty, remaining cooler than room temperature almost eighty percent of the time.

He came into our lives on a hot August afternoon in 2000, when we purchased him at a used appliance store as part of a package deal. ($600 for Clyde and his siblings, Mabel Washingmachine and Randall Dryer.) He was enthusiastic, eager, and kept our milk nice and cold. He was a bargain hunter's friend.

He slowed down a bit in his later years. In 2004 his lower shelf cracked in two, and he had a replacement shelf inserted using the revolutionary plywood technique developed by Dr. Rob. In 2007 his motor was replaced after a summer of buzzing so loudly he interrupted conversations. In 2008 his door shelf bar was lost, and his grasp on bottles of ketchup and jelly became tenuous. During his last month he required weekly defrosting and was only kept alive by frequent administrations of the blow dryer and ice scoop.

We know he has gone to greener pastures--or at least a dump that someday may be covered over and become a pasture. His space may be filled, but his odor lives on.


And so, in with the new! Meet Mandy, a dandy newer (we're still cheap!) model, sporting a fashionable and eco-friendly bottom freezer, as well as clear-view drawers--no more games of "what's in drawer number three?" ! (It was usually something green, moldy, and unidentifiable.) Mandy comes to us via Craigslist and is already purring away in her corner. We do not expect food poisoning to be a factor in our future food-related events. An open house will be held in her (and Jobe's) honor tomorrow after Jobe's baptism. Cake will be served.