My kraut volcano ruined a brand new pair of jeans
Honestly, I was so proud of this batch of kimchi I started in my kitchen last Tuesday. I had it in a big glass jar on the counter, burping it twice a day like you're supposed to. Tbh, I got busy with a big tree job in Tacoma and forgot about it for a full 48 hours. I came home, saw the lid was bulging, and went to open it over the sink. Ngl, I was not prepared. The second I cracked the seal, a fountain of bright red brine shot straight up, hit the ceiling, and splashed down all over me. My favorite light wash jeans are now permanently tie-dyed with gochugaru. I spent the next hour cleaning fermented cabbage juice off of everything. Has anyone else had a ferment erupt that violently, and what's your trick for remembering to burp when life gets crazy?