Freezing

The Freezer Tragedy

I got home from work a couple days ago and Bill greeted me at the door with bad news.

He’d planned to cook some of our stockpile of stuffies (stuffed quahogs) for part of dinner (we had at least a couple dozen in the chest freezer in the basement) and when he took them out, the stuffing was mushy.  As in, not FROZEN. 

That’s not good.