One of my housemates burned quinoa, which has the most unpleasant smell.
This was no accidental burn. R admits she is forgetful. That doesn’t excuse the situation when I arrived home last night to not just the smell of something burning, but I could SEE the smoke!
I yelled her name to come out of her closed room.
She came out, but was clueless why I yelled her name, until she simultaneously saw the smoke too and heard my explanation.
Suffice to say, the 30-year-old never thanked me nor did she try to defeat the odor.
Rather, I awoke this morning to the same pungent smell and simmered vinegar and water, to an even worse odor. Only when I sprayed Febreze odor disinfectant, did the normal room scents return.