Monday night I finally did it. I finally looked at the partial gallon of milk in the fridge that Brad bought in *mumble mumble*. Ok – December.
What?! I hear you judging me. I know it’s unforgivable, but that’s what happens when stuff gets old in there. I fear it. I fear the mold that lurks within, and I fear opening the container and releasing the spores in the air, only to lodge in my lungs and take root.
Therefore, I ignore.
But it was time. I actually found some old tomato sauce and cream of mushroom soup from who knows when. They had a bit of mold growing, but get this – the milk did not stink, nor was it chunky.
Honestly. I had held my breath in a preventative fashion, but curiosity took over and I sniffed. It was just a little off, not the rancid stench I would have guessed.
Is that because it is skim milk and it’s basically milk-flavored water? I’ll have to wait until Brad visits to run another test.
Kris says
Hey, I forgot to tell you… when we stop by Friday night, we’ll bring our own refreshments:)
Peggy says
I think you should just keep this jug of milk in the frig. See how long it takes to turn chunky.
And it wouldn’t be wasteful because then you could serve it as homemade cheese.
Peggy says
HA!
Brad says
Wow. I left a LOT of milk behind. That seems weird. I should have drunk it more quickly.
I just spent a longer time than I should have looking on the internet at “have drank” vs. “have drunk”. Apparently, “have drunk” is correct, but “have drank” is currently designated as an informal usage. The simple past tense of “drink” is always “drank”, but add a helping verb, and it becomes “drunk”.
Peggy says
Time not wasted. Looks like you have a grammar lesson completed now.
Lauren's dad says
I should have had you as a teacher, Brad. I missed the conjugation of bring as a freshman—bring, brang, brung.