As I wrote a post the other day, I began thinking about the high shelves. You know, the place you put things that, while you only use them once or twice a decade, you just can't throw them away. The second you do toss something out, you realize you need it and have to either borrow it from someone else (which requires them to get the ladder out, drag it down, dust it off, and get it to you after checking to make sure it still works) or go buy another one.
I thought I'd share with you some of the exciting things I found on our own high shelves. Keep in mind that we just moved and had every opportunity to toss this stuff out, but we didn't. Since they've been neglected for so long, I thought I'd make them part of the family by naming them. In no particular order, here they are:
1 - The margarita maker
Neither Mama nor Papa drink tequila. Yet here she is, Maria the Margarita Maker. The funniest thing about this item is we still have everything needed to make margaritas, but it's been at least six years since we used it last. We even have a container of margarita salt, and since salt is a natural preservative, it won't ever expire. That being said, when I took the lid off the salt, I found it had coagulated into one solid chunk of salt. While it may still be salty, it is not in a form in which it can be used without much work, so it has been retired.
|Yes, I intentionally went with an Hispanic name for her.|
While it looks innocent enough, it can destroy anything which enters the tube of death. I think I used this last about two years ago when making ham salad. We've never made our own sausage, and I don't foresee that being something we'll do in the near term, but nonetheless, here it stands, in all its glory.
We actually have two of these beauties. One we received from my grandma, and the other one, pictured below, which mysteriously showed up on our doorstep one morning. It needed a good home, and I had a sudden craving for ham salad, so Gary the Grinder has been with us ever since.
|Meat Gary. You see what I did there? I used "meat" instead of "meet". Classic.|
You know those bowls you can't put in the oven, the microwave, or the dishwasher? Of course you do. They're the same ones that instantly feel as hot or as cold as the item you put in them. The very same ones that might break even if they're only being used to hold bread. We have several of them. I think we last used them as decorations four years ago, but they've been replaced for whatever reason. Probably because they were hideous before, and we only put them out when the person who gave them to us came over to make them happy, but soon realized they probably just re gifted them and were laughing at our horrible sense of style. We'll call them Bubba, Bubba 2, Bubba 3, etc. I don't know any Bubbas, but I imagine if I did they'd be useless too.
|Just in case you gave us a bowl as an honest gift, I didn't want to hurt your feelings, so none are shown.|
I'm sure you're using your slap chop every day. Or the bacon wave. Possibly even an automatic jar opener/slicer/dicer/storage thing. Maybe you got suckered into buying lids for soda cans. I don't know what you might of bought, but odds are, it's on the high shelf if you've been too ashamed to admit you wasted money on it and chuck it.
We don't have any of this stuff. If we did at one point I don't remember. Maybe I'm suffering from a very specific form of amnesia, but I can't recall ever buying anything I've had to call to order...except the Total Gym, which I have owned since 2000 and actually used recently. I've named it Charles.
|I'd say something about the outfit, but I value my life.|
5 - Fondue Pot
I did used to love fondue. So much, in fact, that as a child, this was my request for a birthday meal every year. I know you can do pseudo healthy things now, but the thought of taking a very sharp item, stabbing pieces of meat with it, then putting that in a vat of bubbling oil while trying not to spill any out, then taking said skewer out and realizing the meat fell off so I now have to root around the bottom of the pot with the skewer for some remnants of meat which are most likely now the density of a rock, all while the scalding hot cauldron of pain sits inches from two curious toddlers as the cord on it is not long enough to place it anywhere else on the table, is surprisingly no longer appealing to me.
My cholesterol is actually going up just thinking about it. Fon-don't seems like a stupid name, so I'll go with Jed.
|This guy knew how to do bubblin oil.|
I actually did used to use this quite a bit. Until one day when I came inside expecting to have a nice pitcher of tea waiting for me and instead I found a very large puddle of brown water soaking into everything. You see that little notch on the bottom in the middle? The broken one? That's where the front of the pitcher is supposed to sit. You see where a knob should be in the middle on the top? That's where you would adjust the rate at which tea flows out.
Ted the Teamaker has been mostly retired since a gruesome accident left him partially disabled and, therefore, unable to perform the main duties of his primary occupation. If he ever gets his lazy butt off the high shelf, I have to stand there holding the pitcher in place while trying not to burn my hand as tea the temperature of lave comes flying out.
|I know I should put him out of his misery, but I just can't bring myself to do it.|
We, again, don't actually have any of this. Long ago we decided we'd rather not take up valuable high shelf real estate with something we might actually use once or twice a year. We then decided the lowest and middle shelves were already full of things we used regularly. That didn't leave anywhere to put it, so we opted out.
Perhaps someday we'll decide to spend a lot of money on something fancy we'll break a piece of every time we use it and then have to replace it only to find they've stopped making that pattern and now our set is incomplete so we have to use it for random things and spend even more money on new dishes, but today is not that day.
|When I Googled "Good China" this came up. That's the only reason it's here.|
There you go, pretty much our complete list. What's on your high shelves?