things go bad

This incident occured March 26, 2006 while I was living in Indianapolis, IN:

So, I don't cook very often. Not a surprise when its just me living here...but last week I decided to cook some Lipton Cheddar and Broccoli rice for myself. Well, I didn't eat the whole thing because the package serves about 10 people. The bowl was still really hot, so I put it in the microwave to keep it warm, just in case I wanted more. Needless to say, I forgot the rice was in the microwave, and instead of moving it to the fridge where it belonged, it stayed in the microwave.

Imagine my surprise when I get home from a weekend out of town, to walk into my apartment which reaks to high heaven of something horribly putrid! I couldn't for the life of me figure out where the stench was coming from...until I'm in the shower and it came to me...That DAMN rice.
It was awful, not only did it stink up my apartment, but the microwave itself gave off a retched odor when I opened the door. My poor cat had to live with the smell all weekend, poor thing.

Thank god for the power of vinegar...the smell is fading, and I won't be cooking again for awhile!