infestation!

Yesterday night, The Husband was looking for a snack in the pantry cupboard, when he found more than he bargained for. "Honey, come look at this," he said in his 'I'm-gonna-tell-you-something-you-don't-want-to-hear' voice. I walked over to the kitchen to see what he was holding in his hand - a box of Ernest Adam's Brandy Snaps (a Kiwi dessert), given to us over Christmas - covered in maggots.

My heart sank. The past few nights, we had been finding insect larvas on the ceiling and walls, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. We didn't know what they were or why they suddenly appeared on our walls, and we looked at all corners of the ceiling trying to find the source without success.

Needless to say, we've found it. The unopened packet of Brandy Snaps had maggots both in and out of the packet, feasting on the sugary biscuits inside. Feeling sick to our stomachs, The Husband and I had to remove every item of food we had in our pantry, inspecting each one, and feeling more and more disgruntled as we found more larvas on open and unopened packets of food.

We had to throw out nearly 70 percent of what was in our pantry, by the time we were done. From spices and herbs, to brand new bags of sugar, salt and flour, everything went. We filled two large garbage bags with the items we had to throw out, incidentally doubling the items on our shopping list for the weekend. And when we were done, we used a disinfectant wipe to thoroughly clean and wipe every shelf and handle.

Nevertheless, it's gone and done with. I am, however, drafting a rather detailed letter of complaint to the guys over at Goodman Fielder, accompanied by evidential pictures. Damn those maggots!