Here's another refrigerator question - what's in it?
About 30 years ago I was invited to a Thanksgiving Dinner at the home of some friends in South Wimbledon. Their next-door-neighbour was a famous TV actor whose deviant sexual practices were well-known locally - not least because of the eruptions of noise from his house in the early hours. I've no idea why it was a Thanksgiving Dinner because no-one had any connection with the US - the only thing I can now remember eating were purple mashed potatoes (stained with beetroot juice).
Anyway at one point in the evening, one of my friends invited me into the kitchen. "Hey, Bob, check out the freezer....". Well, I'm not one to get excited about freezers … but it seemed impolite to turn down the invitation. A large chest freezer revealed - when opened - to be half-full of bottles of frozen vodka. If I remember rightly, you take the bottle out of the freezer an hour or so before you want to drink the contents. What emerges sluggishly from the bottle is a viscous liquid - thicker than treacle and similar to a top-quality (and impossible to buy) olive oil. Wow.
"Hey, Bob, have you seen the refrigerators ?" I opened the first of two - half-full of butter, milk, yoghurt, cheese and half-full of bottles of vodka. Oh my.
I opened the door to the second refrigerator - it was packed with more bottles of vodka. Nothing else. Just vodka.
I can't remember anything else from that evening.