I felt very restless this evening so I cleaned out my mom's pantry cabinet. In the process I discovered we have ten boxes of microwaveable popcorn, twelve boxes of instant brownie mix, and fifteen boxes of cereal.
We also have innumerable canned fruits, ranging from lychee and cherries to peaches and pineapple. Mom thinks the time is ripe for a fruit salad.
Mom also thought she needed to keep the entire contents of her spice rack, whereas I pitched all but four or five bottles when I realized that the expiration date at the bottom of one was from 1989. I highly doubt she'll even notice that all her saffron, tandoori spice, and rosemary flakes are now at the bottom of the trash can.