I wasn't going to share this for fear I might die from it... but since I'm still kicking over 12 hours later...
that chicken I cooked yesterday wasn't fully cooked after all, and this morning the leftovers I'd had sitting outside in the unseasonably hot La Paz weather was partly rotted and smelled of ammonia or worse. I spit out some of it, but added some of my flour mixture and made a large biscuit out of the rest of the chicken-and-rice mixture, and ate it. the taste wasn't as bad as the smell.
I abhor wasting food, which is why I often buy less-than-healthy ham and sausages instead of fresh meats, knowing they'll keep longer unrefrigerated. this leads to questionable choices like the above. but so far I've survived.
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