Walk in coolers for the holidays
When family comes for the holidays, they come in bulk. Driving east from Minnesota and Wisconsin, West from Pennsylvania, they swarm our home for the week.
Cooking for the crowd isn't a problem because everyone helps. So the animals and I just try to stay out of the way, making foraging runs between rounds of cooking bouts.
My particular expertise is being a packing whiz. I can stuff anything into anywhere. Growing up with four sisters in a five room apartment in New York City is a great training ground. Getting my stuff, and theirs, and the family for summer and holiday trips into the Ford Galaxy or Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser required cranny-filling sophistication.
After one more of the holiday week belly-busting meals, I was volunteered to pack up the dining room and make the mess go away.
Having a new dishwasher helps. We replaced one that pumped 300 gallons of hot water under our new floor a few weeks ago. The bumps in the flooring are slowly subsiding and are almost imperceptible. Yet we needed a new washer. My wife tried for a week to convince me that a return to our dishwasher-challenged childhoods would be a warm and welcome reminiscent retrospective. She was wrong. So armed with the latest from Consumers' Reports and the slicks found in this newspaper, off we went. It had been almost a decade since we went major appliance shopping. Things have certainly changed.
This season, the appliance makers were on a tear; convincing us that the latest and greatest stainless steel, ever-lasting, never-stalling, auto-everything, led-light-profusive, color-display-equipped, extended warranted, myriad-adjustable, hoop-de-bobs were exactly what we needed.
The barely-an-adult sales-person seemingly strangled with his tie was eagerly explaining the benefits of self-cleaning, self-storing, self-monitoring, super-fast, super-sized, super-quiet, super-efficient, and super duper thingamajigs with built-in dispensers, night lights, racks, clasps, shelves, hangers, drawers, fluffers, buffers, tumblers, and softeners were just what we dreamed of if only we had dreams of white goods instead of sugar plum fairies.
We opted for the scratched and dented super-discount model; which does a great job gulping down a 12 place setting, burbling and swishing quietly as it chops, grinds, sudses, scrubs, blasts, shudders, swirls, sprays, drains, heats, steams and dries. Voila. Dishes ready for more calories!
However, the fridge is too small. But ever since we installed a walk-in-cooler for the holiday crowd, the limitation seems trivial. Having a large, glass fronted walk-in cooler is one of the best investments we ever made. With large flat shelf space, it is easy to have hundreds of pounds of turkey leftovers, dozens of pans and bowls of dressing, starches, greens, and gravies; scores of pies, cakes, puddings and relishes. All neatly arrayed for ease of grazing, re-use and re-work into the intricate world of leftover renovations.
The cooler does double duty holding grosses of jam, jelly, candied peaches and brandied cherries. It is so spacious they almost vanish in the back of the cooler.
Although it's not necessary to keep some things cold, the ornament boxes and tree storage case slides neatly under the work table in the cooler; far more conveniently out of the way for a few weeks than extra trips back to the attic.
Being banished from the heated rooms, the smoking relative uses the walk-in cooler as a reasonable alternative to being caught between a snow-bank and the ice-covered driveway. The leftovers don't complain.
Discussing the holidays with friends in Florida and California makes me realize that having a walk-in cooler is a luxury few of them have. People complain about the cost of housing and amenities elsewhere, and often get enviously green when they recognize the value we have in our homes, especially with a walk-in cooler at holiday time that keeps our leftovers from turning green themselves.
Of course, it is challenging to balance the temperature needs of different foods with the primitive controls we have in our less-than-fully-automatic cooler. Plunging temperatures frustrate our goal of maintaining the ideal 40 degree cooler level. But that's OK. At least we have one.
By the time the family comes round for the July picnic, I'll probably have the ornaments cleaned out and the winter storm windows removed. We will have ample space to relax on our breezy summer porch, but where will we put the leftovers then?
Leib Lurie
Leib Lurie is a Troy resident, Optimist Club & Troy Civic Theatre member and CEO of software company Onecallnow.com. You can reach him at Leib@Lurie.net
PS. Don't forget to bring the family to First Night- Troy's celebration of the new year Friday night downtown. 10 indoor venues with 12 musical groups featuring styles for everyone, plus artists and theatre and more. Re-commit to your partner, and bring in a great 2005! Tickets are just $10 for adults, $5.00 for kids and are available on line at www.troycivictheatre.com or by calling 339-5455.



