When we signed the lease on our place the landlord graciously told us he'd be removing the nasty fridge the previous tenants left. This was GOOD because I wasn't about to stick even a gloved hand in that fridge to clean up the mysterious green gelatinous puddle living in the bottom, BAD because that left us fridge-less. Luckily, my parents were looking to get rid of their extra fridge in the basement. Turns out it was a hand-me-down they'd acquired when my grandparents got their new fridge years and years ago. I'm sure this fridge was a beauty in its youth, but by the time it was passed on to us, it was quite rusty on the front. Good news though, the inside is nearly perfect, except for the interior light that doesn't turn on. Needless to say we took the fridge with open arms.
P.S. having to look for food in a dark fridge is a surprisingly good dieting trick. If you are anything like us and have containers and produce stacked in a delicate Jenga-like balance, you really don’t want to put your hand into the darkness and risk falling food just for a snack.
Here are some before shots:
