Sell by August 2004. Sell by, not eat by.
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Overwhelmed with an overflowing pantry and freezer, jokes were made about having a vintage meat sale in place of a yard sale to help get rid of food.
The vintage meat sale never happened, but this blog was created and is almost as much fun!
The vintage meat sale never happened, but this blog was created and is almost as much fun!
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6 comments:
I think that is what got you into the trouble to begin with. This whole sell by vs. eat by. Usually the difference between them is under 5 years :)
Well, this one has just reached its 5th anniversary. I have it in my snack drawer at work. It's sharing space with some vintage almonds, but they are a mere 3 years old, or so. Whatever Christmas I made all those nuts for presents. Maybe 2 years ago, actually. They don't taste bad, but they also don't taste good. That's why they need to be dipped into the Nutella.
I hate to be the voice of you may not want to do that but...Nutella goes rancid. And it's not bad tasting, just kind of smells like a stuffy closet and tatses a little drier*. Oh and it has a good amount of milk product in it. I understand there is also a huge amount of sugar, but come on, eventually becky bacteria and vicky virus are going to set up their own candy shop.
*I had been eating the same jar of nutella from before I moved back to NY, so 2001 maybe, and finally had to throw it out eight months ago when I moved to this apartment. I thought it was off, but balsa wood tastes the same.
So, are you saying I have 3 more good years left in this jar? ;)
Don't tempt her Tim, she'll eat it, she's crazy like that!
Oh, I'm eating it, all right! It still tastes like Nutella, so figure it's ok. Plus, I haven't had to make any emergency trips to the bathroom at work after eating it. Expired Mini Moos, on the other hand, are a completely different story! Those will send you to the bathroom pretty quickly-and make you stay there for about 45 minutes. Not so bad if you're at work, but if you are driving through Dodge City, Kansas at 2 am, and the only thing for miles is a 24-hour Walmart, it's a little inconvenient. Those I refuse to eat anymore--even the ones that AREN'T expired.
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