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plonqI've noticed that a disturbing number of my Google searches over the years have amounted to, "Is this thing I just ate going to kill me?"
I mixed some apple cider with tequila last night. I should have taken a hint from the fact that it vented gas when I opened the container, and that the colour had gone a little off, but I admit to being a bit oblivious about these things at times.
As soon as I took a drink, I knew something wasn't right. The cider had taken on a flavour that completely overpowered the tequila, and it I'd swear that it had gone fizzy. Naturally I took another drink and concluded that it had gone fizzy and off.
I dumped the rest of it, but in retrospect it was probably safe to drink - it had simply fermented because we'd left it in the fridge a bit long.
Or that's what Google assured me of when I checked to see if I was going to die from it.
I mixed some apple cider with tequila last night. I should have taken a hint from the fact that it vented gas when I opened the container, and that the colour had gone a little off, but I admit to being a bit oblivious about these things at times.
As soon as I took a drink, I knew something wasn't right. The cider had taken on a flavour that completely overpowered the tequila, and it I'd swear that it had gone fizzy. Naturally I took another drink and concluded that it had gone fizzy and off.
I dumped the rest of it, but in retrospect it was probably safe to drink - it had simply fermented because we'd left it in the fridge a bit long.
Or that's what Google assured me of when I checked to see if I was going to die from it.
