I've lived with a foul smell in my apartment since last Thursday. I took a minute or two every morning and every night to try to find the source, with no success. I knew it was coming from the kitchen, but kitchens are such good keepers and producers of smells that I assumed it was a "phase" my dear kitchen was going through. I let it be.
But this smell was not one to dissipate into the fresh air coming from the window. It intensified as the days went by...until it became unbearable. Today, at 1300 hours, I decided to take some action.
I poked my nose out into the air to follow its trail...which led me to the cutlery drawers. "Weird", I thought, "there's no food in these drawers that could rot." I slowly opened them one by one, expecting a dead rat or a similar horror in any of them. Nothing of the sort appeared.
Instead, as I opened the last drawer (the one where I keep plastic containers, ziplocs, etc), I found a deliciously putrid Camembert stored neatly in a small tupperware! Ahhh...the beauty of having a pothead roommate!
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Hahahahahaha!! Mauricio had the same problem, it was also cheese, but this time because of having (and being) a workaholic roomate
Yeah, I guess I'm not alone when I confess I've stored the carton of milk in the cupboard after fixing myself a bowl of cereal.
BUT it doesn't smell.
The suspense left me believing the worst and just like you, I thought it was going to be a dead rat or something of that sort.. but then just before you revealed the reason for "the smell" I thought about the large quantities of cheese that you told me you were consuming...haha.
haha yes! But I swear on the life of french cheesemakers that this wasn't one of mine!
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