Pantry-related matters

This seems like an appropriate pretext to tell my favorite story about moving in with my fiancée: she was quite gracious in allowing me all the space I needed to bring whatever I wanted into the house, which included the kitchen. In order to find space in the refrigerator, we discarded those items which were past their expiration date, including a few that expired before we had even met each other--in 2007. (Last month saw a similar purge of repeated spices, some of which we had four containers of.)