Me Versus The Ice
Dec. 14th, 2008 01:11 pmNo, strangely enough, this post isn't about ice cream. It's about my little freezer. I have a nice small extra freezer which looks like a bar fridge, but it's a freezer. Unfortunately, it is not a self-defrosting freezer. Which means that one has to defrost it manually from time to time. Which is a huge hassle. So I haven't done it for ages and ages, so long that not only was the top shelf so full of ice that one couldn't put anything there, but the second shelf was starting to go the same way.
But today, motivated by the fact that my sister's family will be staying with me in less than a week, and that the freezer part of my fridge was full of ice cream experiments, and that it was a cold day, so taking stuff out of the freezer wouldn't be a disaster, I decided to tackle the task.
It took hours, and a skinned finger, but I triumphed! I couldn't just turn off the freezer and let the stuff melt, that would have taken too long. It also wasn't enough to just put a pot of boiling water inside and close the door on it - though I did that too. I had to chip the ice away with a combination of a mallet and a knife (hence the skinned finger, when I slipped). Chop, chop, chop, chip, chip, chip; the laundry sink is full of ice, though I expect it will melt when the laundry goes through (with the towels I also used, one of which was so wet it was dripping). I would put the pot in, leave it on a timer, come back, put the pot on the stove to heat up again, and chip away at the ice while it was heating.
And now, no ice. Yay! And the ice cream experiments are in the bar-freezer, and the fridge-freezer has frozen fruit and frozen veggies in it. Phew!
Now I am so tired, I think I will go to bed with my cold. (sigh)
But today, motivated by the fact that my sister's family will be staying with me in less than a week, and that the freezer part of my fridge was full of ice cream experiments, and that it was a cold day, so taking stuff out of the freezer wouldn't be a disaster, I decided to tackle the task.
It took hours, and a skinned finger, but I triumphed! I couldn't just turn off the freezer and let the stuff melt, that would have taken too long. It also wasn't enough to just put a pot of boiling water inside and close the door on it - though I did that too. I had to chip the ice away with a combination of a mallet and a knife (hence the skinned finger, when I slipped). Chop, chop, chop, chip, chip, chip; the laundry sink is full of ice, though I expect it will melt when the laundry goes through (with the towels I also used, one of which was so wet it was dripping). I would put the pot in, leave it on a timer, come back, put the pot on the stove to heat up again, and chip away at the ice while it was heating.
And now, no ice. Yay! And the ice cream experiments are in the bar-freezer, and the fridge-freezer has frozen fruit and frozen veggies in it. Phew!
Now I am so tired, I think I will go to bed with my cold. (sigh)