So the other day, I finally had some frozen mussels for lunch that I'd bought at a discount from the supermarket a while back. By a while back, I mean a long while back. I can't say precisely when I bought them, but the "best before" date on the package was May, 2009, so it's entirely possible that I bought them during the Bush Administration.
But anyway, they were frozen, so I decided to give them a shot.
Upon hearing that I had expired mussels in my system, Kathy just shook her head, sadly. She gave me a look like I was a little kid who doesn't know how the world works.
"Honey... the freezer isn't a time machine," she said. "Things still.... happen... to food in there. It doesn't stop time."
"Oh yeah?" I said. Tell that to Captain America!"
"But--"
"Tell it to Encino Man!"
She rolled her eyes, like I was being unreasonable. "They're fictional."
"Tell it to Unfrozen Caveman Lawyer!" And with that, I rested my case.
Turns out, everything's been peachy since then, stomach-wise. I've suffered no ill efects whatsoever, eating those mussels in 2010. But I wonder... could that be the true end of the story? Or am I throwing up inexplicably, sometime back in 2008?
Rob
Friday, September 10, 2010
He Was Five Foot Six, and Fulla Mussels
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Not all food-borne illnesses show up within a day. It could still be in there, waiting to strike when you least expect it...
Uh-oh.
Well, so far, so good.
In my vast experience with food, you'll be fine. Although I don't know how strong your stomach is.
Plus, there are no hard and fast rules when it comes to expiration dates. States have different rules. The milk I get here could "expire" a week before yours does, because states determine the expiration date based on when it was pasteurized (2 weeks, 3 weeks, you get the idea) . As one example.
Thanks, Trav. At this point, I'm pretty confident I've got no ill effects coming my way.
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