We recycle. So sometimes when I finish off a jar of something especially gloppy, I do this weird thing where I fill it with water and let it sit while I wash the dishes, in the hopes that most of the glop will loosen up without me having to glop up our scrub brush. About a month ago, I did this with a jar of peanut butter. There wasn't much peanut butter left in the jar; just those last little bits around the mouth of the jar, and in the corner place at the bottom.
We also don't pour our cooking oil down the drain. We pour it into clean used jars, and when they are full of oil, we throw them away. At some point, the above mentioned peanut butter jar filled with water made its way to the corner of the counter where we keep the oil jar, so that it looked like there were just two oil jars, and no jar full of soaking peanut butter water stuff.
I noticed the peanut butter jar while doing the dishes today. The peanut butter scraps had turned grey. I knew it was bad news, but I opened the jar anyway. APPARENTLY, if you leave a jar of peanut butter sitting on a sunny counter top for about a month in the summer, the resulting concoction smells just like blue cheese. JUST LIKE IT. It's amazing. Also amazing was how quickly the smell filled the whooole kitchen. And how long it lingered.
Another interesting fact: no matter how much I tried to tell myself to calm down and just imagine that it really WAS blue cheese I was smelling, I couldn't stop wanting to throw up.
And on a completely random and unrelated note: someone from Alabama just found my blog by searching for "I have a great rack." Which is awesome for them, because I DO have a great rack. Thanks.
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Whenever something smells like something else, and that something else is mold ridden cheese, I think it's any normal person's reacation to want to toss their cookies. So I'm right there with ya. And I LIKE blue cheese!
cat jackson you crack me up.
@Kim: Ha. It didn't even occur to me that I don't even eat cheese anymore. Though I DID like blue cheese, back when I could eat it. I can't believe I haven't tasted cheese in almost a year!
Oh wait...that's not true. I've accidentally eaten parmesan twice. Well, once I didn't EAT it so much as taste it and promptly spit it out. But I still got sick.
@Ai: Holycrapholycrap!!! I just commented on YOUR blog, and I didn't even know you commented on mine. It's like we have psychic powers or something. :D
Somehow that was all more disgusting than anything about poo we've read/discussed on this blog.
Yeah, unexpected fermentation smell makes me want to upchuck big time...
Interesting observation: Firefox underlines misspelled words when I type them, and it didn't have a problem with "upchuck" which means it's in Firefox's dictionary somewhere, which makes me happy.
I do the same thing, but I usually don't leave it... but sometimes my roommate does, which is gross. Thank god for my dimished sense of smell! Also, plastic jars do this worse than glass. Glass jars are the best invention since... glass bottles.
@Aaron: I agree. I tried to take a sip of juice while re-reading this post just now, and I gagged a little. From reading my own words. So...yeah. Unexpected fermentation is g-ross.
Also - upchuck is totally a word. But there are still lots of words that it doesn't know are words, which is sometimes frustrating for me. For example, it still underlines fanboy, which is in the dictionary. It also underlines ghay, ghey, r-tarded, lols, shiz, zomg, hellsa, whatevs, and motha fucka. And I KNOW those MUST be words, because I use them aaall the time.
@Jonnyboy: Your roommates are gross, dude. The next time one of them leaves an old jar of gunk on the counter, I suggest you hide it somewhere in their questionably hygienic bathroom. Because I bet they'd NEVER FIND IT.
And when did you sense of smell become diminished? That sounds horrible.
but is "cattarded" a word?
Since I fell on my face when I was four years old and my sinuses are misaligned now, affecting not only my sense of smell, but drainage when I'm sick, and my singing voice. Overly awkward for something that happened when I was so young.
On the other hand, it's made me totally a texture person with food.
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