Science in the Kitchen

We have had a bad smell in our classroom of late; there have been a great deal of accusations flying around about whom is responsible for the bad smell. I had decided to find the smell on Friday, if I could. However, Sunday was my cranky day. It snowed during the night so that meant early in the morning I was woken up by the hissing of my sister’s coffee pot and the scraping of snow shovels on the pavement outdoors. I would have been okay with the snow on a school day but snow does me no good on a Sunday.

My sister got her coffee pot from my secretary. The coffee pot makes two to-go cups instead of a carafe, because of that it does do a nice slow, quiet drop. It hisses the coffee out in an awful racket that sounds like parseltounge with a lisp. I would have been okay with the coffee noise waking me up if she had brought it with her or drank whatever she had made. As it stands, she just made a great deal of noise on my ‘sleep in’ morning. There was also grumbling about where the second cup was – which probably caused the mess.

When I went to my classroom; I graded papers and clean up a bit. There are a thousand little messes that the kids make and a million places for things to be misplaced. While I was cleaning up, I found the extra coffee cup. Under normal conditions, I would be ecstatic to find the missing cup. My sister blames me for every anomaly in the apartment and for once, I would like to be at fault. However, this cup got pushed behind books on a bookshelf, half-full of milk (for health and optimism), in September. This answered both the mystery of the smell and the mystery of the missing to-go cup.

I had grown, with the help of that week’s student librarian, cheese that smelled like the inside of an eighth grade boy’s gym shoes (I am approximating). I looked was snow white and had holes in it – I am not calling it Swiss Cheese; I am just saying it was disgusting. It tasted worse than it smelled – it was probably French.

I can quit my second job – I have a new skill, making cheese.

Comments

[mel]

EWWWW...that is just gross.

[Alex Vance]

Hast thou not poured me out as milk,
and curdled me like cheese?

[jenn]

I bet there's good money to be had in the cheese manufacturing business. I'll look into it for you, Christopher, and let you know.

[Sally]

Feety cheese. Ew.
Tell your class that a "World's Greatest Teacher" mug is the best gift, EVER, problem solved.

[Rach (Cookie)]

We made a lot of cheese in my dorm room last year... It became a fun game of "find the smell and move it near the sinks for someone else to clean." *shudders* Grosser than gross, I tell ya.

[liz]

I just barfed all over my keyboard. Gross, I know.