🧊 The Refrigerator Story
When I first moved in with my husband, he had a small, old‑style refrigerator — the kind many Americans use. It was perfect for one person, and he had lived with it just fine. But when I arrived, I brought my Thai habit of storing food… a lot of food.
One day he told me, “We need a new refrigerator.” I looked at him and said, “Why? It’s still good.”
He didn’t argue. He just dragged me into the kitchen and said, “Watch.”
He opened the refrigerator door — one big door for everything — and the moment it swung open, a frozen pack of chicken flew straight toward his face. 🤣 The freezer didn’t even have a door anymore. Everything inside was ready to escape.
Okay… I agreed. We needed a new one.
He also suggested getting a separate freezer for the garage, like his parents had. But our garage was small, and I wanted to save his money. I also wanted to park my car inside — if we added a freezer, my car would have to sleep outside. No way.
Time passed, and eventually I agreed that having a freezer would be nice… but only if we had space for it somewhere else.
So we bought a modern Samsung refrigerator: two doors that opened from both sides, nice shelves, automatic ice maker, water tap on the outside, and a huge bottom freezer drawer. I loved that bottom drawer. We used it for nine years.
Then came my disaster moment.
The refrigerator died. No warning. No mercy. We went to the store to look for a new one, but all the stylish models were out of stock. If we wanted one, we had to wait one or two months. Meanwhile, I had already been without a refrigerator for two weeks.
Every day I bought ice packs. Every day I replaced the foam boxes. Every day I tried to keep meat and food alive. I was tired.
We finally found a simple model that was available and fit our space. We agreed: whatever was available, we would take it. It arrived in a week… and it didn’t work. Returned!
The delivery team tried to replace it, but I told them no — we returned it, not exchanged it.
So we went to another location of the same store and ordered whatever could be delivered the fastest. We got it within a week: a simple Frigidaire with a top freezer and a big door for the shelves. Nothing fancy. At that point, I didn’t care anymore — I just needed cold food.
But I told my husband, “In the next ten years, when we buy a new one, I want the bottom drawer freezer again.”
Because once you have that drawer… you never forget it.
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