Refrigeration! Very important clue. Thanks.

I mean, I once wandered the store for a very long time looking for lime juice. Gave up and bought limes instead, eventually found the lime juice weeks later hiding in a very counterintuitive spot.

I have instant miso soup in packets that's pretty decent.

Strunk & White:

This once-useful adverb meaning “with hope” has been distorted and is now widely used to mean “I hope” or “it is to be hoped.” Such use is not merely wrong, it is silly. To say, “Hopefully I’ll leave on the noon place” is to talk nonsense. Do you mean you’ll leave on the noon plane in a hopeful frame of mind? Or do you mean you hope you’ll leave on the noon place? Whichever you mean, you haven’t said it clearly. Although the word in its new, free-floating capacity may be pleasurable and even useful to many, it offends the ear of many others, who do not like to see words dulled, or eroded, particularly when the erosion leads to ambiguity, softness, or nonsense.

eventually found the lime juice weeks later hiding in a very counterintuitive spot.

I think there's an unwritten grocery store rule that lemon and/or lime juice can never be found in the right place. For instance, the little ones shaped like lemons will be stashed in the produce. Which, yes, ok, fruit product, but then why can't you put some of those in the baking aisle, along with the industrial sized lemon juice?

I have instant miso soup in packets that's pretty decent.

I really like Annie Chun's. But I have a large amount of tofu and green onion in the refrigerator, so into the soup pot it will go.

I think there's an unwritten grocery store rule that lemon and/or lime juice can never be found in the right place.

I think I found it between the fruit juice and the bottled water. Which confused me, because I didn't realize lime juice was a beverage.

I think there's an unwritten grocery store rule that lemon and/or lime juice can never be found in the right place.

Chocolate syrup falls into the same netherworld. Sometimes it's with syrup, sometimes it's with cocoa and sometimes it's off in a little ice cream ghetto with ice cream cones.

So there was some sort of plumbing disaster in my neighbor's apartment and my landlord called me yesterday asking permission to go into my apartment to get into the wall.

That's all good, of course. But now there's a hole in my bathroom wall, and my ladder is missing. I'm short, I use that ladder like, twice a week to get stuff down from the overhead storage shelves.

WHERE IS MY LADDER?

You may have to call your landlord and leave him a message along the lines of, "Return my personal property or I will cut you."

WHERE IS MY LADDER?

It must be bunnies
Or maybe midgets

Allyson, I'd try contacting the neighbor who is probably all like "Whoo! At last a ladder that I can use to get stuff off the high shelves! This is the best plumber EVER!"

I'm working from home today because the gas leak in my street last week has led to the re-gasfitting for several houses, including mine, along with the consequent heavy machinery and digging-up of the street and sidewalk.

Alas, I can't work in my pajamas because I'll have to let the gas guys in and out of the house....