The Ant Hack My Dad Swore By (and Honestly? It Still Works)
You ever walk into the kitchen first thing in the morning—eyes half-closed, just looking for the coffee—and BOOM. Ants. A whole line of ‘em. Marching across your counter like they own the place. Yep. I’ve been there too. Years ago, during one particularly bad summer, the ants in our kitchen got so bold they were showing up in the dishwasher. I kid you not. I was ready to throw in the towel and call pest control, but my dad—Mr. “I’ll fix it myself, thank you very much”—told me to hold off. He had a trick. And doggone it, it actually …