That’s a statement a college friend would say years ago while in a rather philosophic pose with his chin up and head half-turned. We had many such scholarly friends in college.
Two weeks ago, we noticed that fruit flies were sharing our house. We were by no means infested, but there were certainly enough to be annoyed by them. We weren’t sure where they came from, but were struck by how something so small can create such a big nuisance! A friendly search on the computer offered a solution: put about an inch of apple cider vinegar in a cup, cover it with plastic wrap and poke very small holes in the top. One by one the fruit flies journeyed into, but not out of, the cup. Having the cup on the counter was a small price to pay as we kept watch over the days and counted as fruit fly bodies gathered in the cup. The final count was 8, but I wanted to leave the cup in place just in case there were any more.
Yesterday, we bought more fruit. I opened a plastic clamshell so I could wash our latest purchase, and out flew at least two more fruit flies who had traveled with the grapes. Obviously, fruit flies like grapes too, and this was the second time they skirted in on them.
The cup/trap will remain in place for awhile.