Now, I have lived in the same house with this guy for three months now and thought that I had seen it all. He is not the brightest bulb in the batch, but last night the bulb burst and I think he started sucking on the shards.
Here’s the story
We were both cooking dinner at the same time. He was making one of those powdered sauces. He has the pot on the stove and puts some milk in it. Fine, I have no problems there. Then he turns to me and says that he borrowed a cup of my milk. Hmmmm, I don’t have a cup of milk, I am almost out. I tell him this, and he looks very confused. I could just picture the hamster just running full throttle on that wheel in his head. So after the hamster gives up, I figure out that the milk in question must have belonged to a former roommate that left a few weeks ago. Each of us thought that the carton belonged to the other. We check the expiry date and sure enough it expired on July 15. Eww. So he dumps the carton and starts puttering around the kitchen. I think that he must be trying to figure out what else he could make seeing that milk was a major ingredient in his meal choice, until I see him turn on the stove element and start adding the butter.
He is actually cooking with milk that expired 17 days earlier. Now I am a little bit shocked at this development, but he seems to have no problem with it.
Every day he confuses me a little bit more.
I shutter to think what is living in that boy’s stomach. :eek:
You can use spoiled milk for cooking, it makes good pancakes, and good french toast batter, though I’m not sure how spoiled is too spoiled. It doesn’t really affect the flavor, and the heating should kill any bacteria AFAIK. Just be careful not to scald it is all. (Though I may be wrong.)
Given that milk is generally good for two weeks past the date on the packaging, I don’t see what your problem is. Sure, not ideal, but the milk doesn’t instantly spoil at midnight on that date. The fact that he would stand there and cook while you’re cooking is an entirely different matter.
Two weeks after seems a bit excessive in my mind. I have had many a milk carton that started to smell only a few days after the expiration date. I admit that I may be a bit conservative in the “spoiled” food department, but there are some things I just don’t want to try, and experience tells me that milk has a limited shelf life.
Usually you can tell just how spoiled it is just by smelling it. Perhaps he did this? Also, why didn’t you ask what he was thinking? Reason 256 doesn’t quite convince me that he’s a moron. Let’s hear some of the others.
Ludy, I noticed that you’re in Canada. Now I understand. Canada has “expiration” dates, while here in the US we have “sell by” dates. Our dates just tell the store about the last date on which it can sell the product. It can still be good for a while after that date. In Canada, I believe that you’re not supposed to use the product at all after the date listed. He just might be a moron.
i haven’t seen anything with an actual expiration date on it since i was a little kid. now it’s “best before” which is more akin to your “sell by” date. i regularly use products past the “best before” date (when they pass the sniff test)
I think this is right. I seem to recall one of my mom’s recipes that called for some sour milk (I think it’s a cake recipe) - since I try to avoid having sour milk in the house, I just curdle some good milk with lemon juice.
More examples needed, ok this one happened the same day, it wasn’t as bad, but still made me shake my head.
We have a washer and dryer, but he has been going on and on about putting up a clothesline. Fine, I told him right away that I wasn’t 100% on board, I am fairly busy and can’t be bothered, but if he wanted to do it that is fine.
At about 7:30pm he thought it was a great idea to start that project, so he rigged something up (too high to be reached by anyone but himself so I guess I am off the hook) So after that is done he puts in his wash and then hangs it to dry, there is about 20min of sun left in the day, needless to say when I woke up there was his wet laundry draped over every chair in the house.
