After a four-day trip to Menlo Park, I came home to find a nasty mess in the kitchen.
From the location, the washing machine wasn’t the cause. Did the roach baits explode? Did roaches eat the roach baits and melt?
The garbage disposal isn’t the guilty party either. And it shouldn’t be, it’s about 2 months old!
Ah, this is the scene of the crime. And that’s going to take a lot of cleaning up! In the end it took me two hours. Blissfully most of the food in that cupboard is in cans, glass or plastic so I only lost two boxes of pasta.
I’ve had this a couple months. I guess it was still fermenting…
In retrospect, I did hear a couple strange popping noises coming from the kitchen in the couple days before I left, but hadn’t figured out then what they were. Now I know.
And while I was gone, in the desert heat the vinegar dried to a sticky goo thicker than molasses.