While giving my kitchen a somewhat cursory going-over, I have coined a new cleaning maxim: “When in Doubt, Use Alcohol.” No, this does not mean that before cleaning one should have a beer. Don’t drink and clean. You could end up plugging a toaster into the sink.

Oh, what am I saying. If it helps you before you begin cleaning, have a glass of Burton Cabernet Sauvignon (1998 Reserve) before you begin. The subtle flavour of peach wood, and a good nutty taste with a good hint of leather. Really. I know what I’m talking about.

But I figure, what does the modern kitchen cleaner have on rubbing alcohol? There’s nothing that stuff can’t do, including but not limited to dancing a jig on your counter. Or maybe that was me. I forget. When I passed out, I think I was doing the stove, cause I woke up sweating.

That was a joke, for the humour-challenged. I didn’t pass out. Some fruitflies did. Nothing like chasing down fruitflies with alcohol whilst screaming, “Die, kraut mothers!” or something dramatic.

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