Guess it Needs to Breathe

On the way home from school, I dropped by the Oriental Market to restore my kochujang (red pepper paste) stash and pick up some kimchi (Korean spiced fermented cabbage) for which I've been hankerin'. (Good diet food, ya know.) The cashier added the plastic wrap at checkout, but I could still smell it on the way home. I figure they can't vacuum seal the jars, or they'd risk an explosion (of flavor!) (or putrescence!). I'm tempted to whip up a batch of rice even at this late hour. I'll bet my ice cubes'll taste funny for a few months.