Just griping, feel free to ignore
Oct. 2nd, 2010 01:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
soc_puppetOkay, this is really small peanuts compared to the previous post, but it's bugging the fuck out of me, so I'm going to gripe.
The past few days, there has been a deathstink emanating from the kitchen. I've been going in and breathing through my mouth, because it smells like bacteria in a very similar way to how shit smells like bacteria, especially after you've had a hearty meal of, say, Brussels sprouts. Finally, tonight, I'd had enough; I went to investigate more thoroughly.
There, in the right-hand side of the sink, was a pile of three things. On top was the plastic microwave enhancer, which is slightly broken and dirty and which I've barely ever used, because it seems pretty pointless; here, I imagine it served mostly to incubate what was growing in the next thing down. Underneath that was Roommate C's cast iron skillet, which he loves because he is totes a cooking/gadgetry geek. There was about half a centimeter of standing water in it, with little bits floating in that, and some clumps of who-knows-how-old ground beef clinging to the edges. Under that was our big pot, the one I make two boxes of macaroni in at a time; it had a good five inches of incredibly scummy standing water in it, as well as an ice cream scoop, lots of bits floating in the water, a spot of mold about the size of a half-dollar on one side, and who the fuck knows what else. The bottom of the skillet had been more than a little corrupted by the mess underneath.
I managed to clean things up somewhat, though it could still use a much more thorough attack. I could probably do it, but I don't want to without either a little help, or at least trying to charge my roommates for the work involved. (I hardly ever use dishes that need complicated washing, or even soaking. I am the sandwich queen.) And then, we are going to revisit the "No standing water in the kitchen sink!!!" rule, because I feel it bears repeating about a million times. And possibly even laminated-sign-hanging.
All that is to say: At a more reasonable hour, I am going to start - or at least try to start - an Awesome Things meme. Because after all this, my life could seriously use a few extra doses of awesome.
The past few days, there has been a deathstink emanating from the kitchen. I've been going in and breathing through my mouth, because it smells like bacteria in a very similar way to how shit smells like bacteria, especially after you've had a hearty meal of, say, Brussels sprouts. Finally, tonight, I'd had enough; I went to investigate more thoroughly.
There, in the right-hand side of the sink, was a pile of three things. On top was the plastic microwave enhancer, which is slightly broken and dirty and which I've barely ever used, because it seems pretty pointless; here, I imagine it served mostly to incubate what was growing in the next thing down. Underneath that was Roommate C's cast iron skillet, which he loves because he is totes a cooking/gadgetry geek. There was about half a centimeter of standing water in it, with little bits floating in that, and some clumps of who-knows-how-old ground beef clinging to the edges. Under that was our big pot, the one I make two boxes of macaroni in at a time; it had a good five inches of incredibly scummy standing water in it, as well as an ice cream scoop, lots of bits floating in the water, a spot of mold about the size of a half-dollar on one side, and who the fuck knows what else. The bottom of the skillet had been more than a little corrupted by the mess underneath.
I managed to clean things up somewhat, though it could still use a much more thorough attack. I could probably do it, but I don't want to without either a little help, or at least trying to charge my roommates for the work involved. (I hardly ever use dishes that need complicated washing, or even soaking. I am the sandwich queen.) And then, we are going to revisit the "No standing water in the kitchen sink!!!" rule, because I feel it bears repeating about a million times. And possibly even laminated-sign-hanging.
All that is to say: At a more reasonable hour, I am going to start - or at least try to start - an Awesome Things meme. Because after all this, my life could seriously use a few extra doses of awesome.
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Date: 2010-10-02 02:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-03 08:12 pm (UTC)Also, this sort of thing is why I love having a dishwasher. Nothing gets left in the sink.
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Date: 2010-10-04 03:29 am (UTC)That's the thing about cast iron; no dishwasher. Or, well, maybe dishwasher, but absolutely no soap. The skillet will hold onto the soap, and add the soap to whatever you cook next in it, and soap + human digestive system = bad times. (Plus, the nothing in the sink thing only works if we keep up loading and unloading. If there's a load that's been sitting in the dishwasher for a week, clean or dirty, you can bet there's still stuff in the sink. ...We have laziness issues.)
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Date: 2010-10-04 03:26 am (UTC)