Lisa Haney for The NY TimesWill a bathtub large, prominent Greek yogurt in my fridge entice you to buy my apartment?This, and even crazy thoughts, plagued me as I predicted to my co - op on the market recently. I knew that my own month of search for an apartment in New York that the opening of the refrigerator, you could just inherit is an essential component of the apartment-hunting process. What had tossed me and turned, it was that the contents of my fridge would say to a prospective buyer.
As I white lay in 04 (a k a the time represent), curation process of my refrigerator become suddenly as critical as freshly washed windows and decluttered closets. I blame a co-worker to put this thought in my head, when by chance, she mentioned that she had bought fancy chutney, for display only, for its open day. Chutney? How completely forgot the question of chutney, not to mention a full range of condiments high range? Until then, I had counted high ceilings, fireplace and views unobstructed to the bulk of the work in the sales process. Now, I realized, I had to rethink my preparation of the open day, in terms of how I was positioning the carefully constructed lifestyle can I sold to potential buyers.In real life, the inside of my refrigerator resembles many other New York occupied without children: lourdes on beverages, containers and teeth whitening gel; skimpy on vegetables, meats and other groups food essentials. Think of this scenario from the point of view of the nervous buyer, I realized that my only freezer content had the potential to frighten and repel: vodka; Centennial, virtually empty containers of ice cream; more vodka and then plots papillote mysterious of who-knows-what. The only vaguely healthy element was a bag of frozen peas, I bought once for potential use as a bag of ice in the case of a tire muscles back or another sport injury (a very unlikely scenario, by the way).
The contents of a refrigerator say a lot about the seller who has lived in the House that you plan to make your own. This, of course, makes sense. We make these snap judgments about other people all the time. Who has not salivate on the refrigerator well stocked in the incredibly perfect kitchens that appear in some very bad romantic comedy? It always seems to be a full Roast Turkey and a bowl of pasta salad freshly prepared, available for a snack of late night then you are on the phone with your wisecracking but supportive best friend. Who lives like that? These people have stylists from the food staff? In fact, it is not that I admire the characters in the film for their generosity permanently at the disposal of the prepared foods. It is that they send me into a spiral of self-loathing.In real life, of course, refrigerators are rarely as attractive. When I was a kid, our had the same jar of Maraschino Cherries in there for literally decades. In fact, I thought it was glamorous to have on hand, in case Maraschino Cherries - I don't know - anyone arrested unexpectedly by for a Shirley Temple. But I couldn't understand why my mother had bothered buy something never had the intention to use. Now I know: the same reason I had one can almost complete 15 ounces of tahini sesame on the back of my fridge for an eternity. It seemed just exotic at the time of purchase. It was the kind of impulse buying that could just turn into the kind of person who regularly prepares cuisine of the Middle East. (This reminds me: I need to pick up the phyllo for open day!)
"In the course of the last sixteen years of the list of apartments," said Lisa Lippman, senior vice president/Director of Brown Harris Stevens, "I saw the range of refrigerators with only beer and Diet Coke (single guys) to meticulous moms with everything in labelled containers." Ms. Lippman has agreed that the State of her refrigerator is a legitimate concern, even though I was taking it to an extreme neurosis. "I find it strange when buyers do not look in the refrigerators of others... especially if you want this refrigerator. ''
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