Cheesemaking is a wonderful skill to have and most of the time I am so pleased I learned this art, along the way. However, there are days that I question my sanity (about cheesemaking and a few other things)! I made the trip to get milk for my cheesemaking classes which is a bit of a drive. I made it all the way home with the milk, no problem. I go over gravel roads, down steep hills, back up the other side....I've done this for over 2 years, hauling milk in my little yellow Focus. UNTIL Monday. Got all the way home and moved the milk crate forward in the back of the hatchback so I could get a grip on the crate. You know what's coming! I heard a little ping followed by a whoosh and I gallon of buttery Jersey milk was in the wheel well where the spare tire goes. I immediately said a few things I regret now, then removed the tire, sopped up all the milk, washed the tire and felt pretty sure I had the problem solved. I propped open the hatchback just to make sure.
Got in the car on Tuesday to go to work and immediately the sour smell was all around me. I stopped and bought Fabreeze. Now I had 2 bad smells going at the same time! I stepped out of the car and the odor seemed to penetrate my clothes and my hair. I felt like a walking cheese curd. Last night I used baking soda. Someone else said vinager. You know if you haven't done a science experiment in awhile = you can make a volcano in the back of your car - in the place where the spare tire ususally goes. I cleaned this up and got out my Dr. Bronners peppermint soap. That helped quite a bit. I drove to work today with the windows up which is am improvement. Of course it has been 100 + degrees which has not helped my situation one bit. I had equipment in my car, so I locked it leaving the window down enought to let some of the remaining funes escape. When I got to the car after work the odor was very much present, so I investigated a bit further. I flipped up the seat and guess what? I was making cheese there, too! Finally got rid of the curds and whey, washed it all out again and now I am praying to the God of all that is HOLY that my car will be smelling at least 75% normal tomorrow. Hope springs eternal. My husband wants to sell it! Oh ye of little faith. I'll keep you posted on this development. Life in the fast lane.