The refrigerator is small but there is more than enough space to put your salad until lunch time. I always thought that I had good taste in food, but perhaps not. On no occasion over my career as a consultant has my food looked good enough that someone took it from the fridge. Nope, it was always there when I went for it.
But milk is apparently different kettle of fish. The kitchen was small but large enough to have a place for a refrigerator, a Nespresso coffee machine and a water boiler thus making it the unofficial nerve center of the project.
I like to have a small bit of milk in my tea and milk likes to be kept at a constant cool temperature so the most reasonable thing was to store it in the refrigerator. I cannot say how long it had been going on but it seemed like my milk was evaporating at an ever increasing rate. I don’t have that many cups of tea each day and I am generally too lazy to try and track the quantity used. I may have never really caught on, except one bright egg decided to take the last of the milk and put the empty carton back in the refrigerator.
I had a chat with Marcus and Martin who also had been suspecting increased evaporation but they could not prove it either. Drastic times call for drastic measures but I was a bit hesitant to put laxative into the milk but there were a few options still open. I tried to put goats milk into a carton and that must have had some effect as they never finished off that particular carton. I tried watering down the milk, which didn’t slow them down – that carton was finished very quickly.
My favorite milk experiment was to add green food coloring to the milk. At first it was only a little and perhaps not enough that you could readily distinguish it, so the next day I really added a lot. It would have fit into a St. Patrick’s day parade it was so green. Perhaps that was a bit much as the next time I needed milk someone had thrown the entire nearly full carton away.