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April 27, 2004

We Control the Weather

Everybody has their incantations to make the weather get cooler: they get waxed, they wash the car, they make reservations at a beach cottage. Not in this household. In this household there is one tried and true method of making the weather take a turn for the worse: I make ice.

Noel and I are not great consumers of ice. We tend to keep beverages in the fridge in the first place, and mostly we drink water from the tap. I don't like things too cold to taste, and either Noel agrees or he goes along with it because he's a big wuss. So it's rare that I pull out the ice trays and fill them; rare enough that it always involves a moment of wondering where it was that I stored them when we put them away last. Yes, we put them away, because while we have plenty of fridge space, our freezer space is limited to the over-fridge compartment which I fill up with loaves of bread, frozen vegetables, and ice cream.

Usually what happens when I make ice is that the weather immediately gets cold enough that ice seems ridiculous, and a week later, when I'm trying to stuff another pint of ice cream into the freezer that is packed to capacity, the ice trays come out, get emptied, and go into storage until the next time it's hot for a few days.

Anyway, it's been almost unbearably hot the last few days, and I was thinking I might not mind a nice iced soda, so I pulled out the ice trays, washed them, cleared a space for them in the freezer, and filled them up. At that moment, a nice cooling ocean breeze floated across the island, and the temperature dropped ten degrees and I'm not kidding or exaggerating. OK, so I knew an ocean breeze was expected this evening, but wow, I didn't know I could work magic like that.

But I have a plan, one that will probably change the course of history, perhaps even the climate of Northern California. When the ice I made set up, I put it in a freezer bag and stuffed it into a spare corner. There's no room for trays of ice, but a bag of ice can be squeezed in around other frozen items. So now we will have ice for a long time. Which means that either it will stay cold (it's the having ice that makes it happen) or it will not (it's the tray in the freezer, rather than the ice itself).

I will keep you informed.

Posted by ayse on 04/27/04 at 8:48 PM