A few years ago, a little pot of fat had been sat on the side, pushed behind a few boxes on the kitchen side for a few days or so. It was found before making a Sunday roast, and used by the OH to cover the meat. I come in a little while later, take the meat out to turn it over and I wonder what all the little white things are that look a bit like grains of rice. I glance over at the pot of fat, and see that under the hard top, was a layer of maggots.
mmmmm maggot basted roast beef. Come and get it while it's hot.
Needless to say, we don't keep pots of fat anymore.