Awhile back I made some lovely Meringue Nests and had two left over. The went in an airtight container on top of the fridge. In my defense, I can’t really see the top of my fridge and I certainly don’t look up there very often. Once when I had the parents of friends over and learned the Dad was quite tall, I felt obligated to pull up a chair and clean it off for fear he might see all sorts of shame up there! But mostly, other than a bread box that’s sat up there for years, the top of my fridge is ignored.
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