Since I knew where this food came from, it was fun rather than alarming. At least, I can guess where this food came from. The MiL went to see a friend of hers last night who is moving, so the reasonable assumption is that these boxes of food are the culls from her house.
I love seeing what food other people have in their kitchens. It's absolutely fascinating to me. Is there such a thing as a food voyeur? If there is, that's me. That's why it was doubly exciting to find this collection of refugee food in my kitchen. It's like snooping in someone else's kitchen, except I get to keep the food! WHEEE!!!
Also, I was starving and one of the things I found was a package of English muffins, so that was handy.
Also also, there are now several pudding cups in the refrigerator. My day is officially made.