You open the door. You look around. You don’t do any extra cleaning or make it pretty.
You leave it be.
You take a picture. You send it to me.
You also tell me your first name, your age, and what you do for a living. You can also tell me about a food item you love. Something you always throw away without eating. You favorite midnight snack. How many jars of pickles you have in the door. Just a few facts about you. And food.
And your fridge.
I write a post with all of this. We devour it.
This is Fridge Love.