One day your daughter will tell you that the apple juice hurts her tongue. And you will think she is nuts. And then the next day your son will tell you that the apple juice is “spicy.” You sniff it, cautiously, hoping not to vomit. And then you will say “Henry, you’re crazy. You asked for that juice, now you drink it.”
Never mind that the apple juice container has puffed up and is weebly. And never mind the pfffffffffft sound you get when you open it. Yeah, don’t worry about that.at.all. It smells normal, so that’s clearly all that matters. Clearly.
On the third day your daughter will tell you — again — that the juice hurts her tongue.
That, plus the pfffffft, and the weeblyishness are all holding hands in your brain now. Interesting. Now you will taste the juice. Vomiting is a good possibility here.
And then you realize the reason for the children’s early morning buzzes for the past two days. (Totally kidding. Don’t get all freaked out. No one was buzzy.)
Please, if your juice bottle is puffy, and you hear the pffffffft, discard.
P.S. I ate three baggies of chips while writing this. Which has nothing to do with the apple juice fermentation but I thought the chip-eating should be documented.