A few weeks later, on Christmas Eve, that same unfortunate girl looked at the clock and, realizing it was only 9:30, decided she needed a mid-morning snack (because if I...ahem, she....waited until lunch,
Fast forward to last night.
After deciding to have rice with our chicken, my mother began to prepare a box of chicken flavored rice/vermicelli mix.
Absolutely noting in a chicken flavored rice and vermicelli mix should be black.
And they really shouldn't move.
(To be fair to the little bugs, I didn't see them move in the pan. I don't know if the heat had already killed them by the time we noticed. I'm pretty sure though, when I went to wash the pan, one was floating in the water.)
So we went through the pantry. Good grief. They got into a TON of stuff....some stuff we just trashed, knowing there was a very, very, good chance they were in there. Boxes and boxes of side dishes and macaroni and cheese and huge bags of rice and almost all of our opened packages of snack crackers. All over the pantry shelves and walls.
So gross.
Even grosser, after pitching an infested box of Triscuts, a certain family member (not me this time!) exclaimed, "I ate those today!!"
I hope they don't come back....almost all our food is in Ziploc bags and Tupperware containers now.
Oh, well. Extra protein I guess:)