Fruit flies aren’t just random pests; they’re attracted to fermentation. That overripe peach or that splash of vinegar on the counter? To them, it’s a five-star restaurant. They can smell it from miles away, which is wild considering their brains are the size of a poppy seed. Think of them as tiny, flying food critics who only review rotting produce.
The real kicker? They don’t just come from outside. You can bring them home in a bag of grapes or a box of tomatoes from the supermarket. Those little eggs are hitching a ride, waiting for the perfect moment to hatch. Suddenly, you’re not just annoyed—you’re a host to a secret micro-generation.
