Thanksgiving at our house is known as the day of the home-cooked meal. In preparation for this year's holiday, I was clearing the pantry -- or as we like to call it, the "black hole of mystery." I vaguely recall having undergone this ritual in the past, but my most recent survey of our unused things of food origin reminded me that it may have been awhile. As I closed the kitchen for inventory, it became a game of sorts to see which item was the most resounding testament to my failings on the domestic front. Forgetting that I counted five cans of tomato soup and that no one in the family even likes people who like tomato soup, my chore quickly became sport. I was looking for the oldest "best by" label. The tomato sauce was leading for awhile ("use by Sept. ...
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