on the sixth day

I remembered the strawberries. I took them out of the ziploc bag in the fridge and saw that there were four (only FOUR) strawberries that were moldy. In fact, barely beginning to mold on an area the size of a pencil tip. Amazing. Unbelievable. A few others had started to go soft in tiny spots, but no mold, and tasted fine. I cut up most of it, froze the pieces on a cookie sheet, and put them into the washed ziploc bag. Gonna be strawberry-rich for quite a while.