My brother likes to point out that the days are long, but the months and years are short. I know what he means, and I'm pretty sure his theory of time explains the 2 cans of evaporated milk I found in the back of my pantry this morning. Having no recollection of purchasing them, I knew they had been there a while, but I wasn't prepared for the expiration date, July 2005. Neither was I ready for the golden brown goop I found in the bottom of each can as I emptied them. Aged for over 15 years, I'm sure the thick and cheesy-smelling clabber is probably a delicacy somewhere, but as for me? I was just glad to have a little extra space in the cabinet.
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