I made a cup of rice in the rice cooker a few nights back and forgot about it. Overnight! As in, I didn’t eat any of it and it wasn’t until the next morning that I remembered I’d put rice in the cooker. I started the rice, then planned to cook up some veggies when I got back from running errands. I became so violently hangry, though, that I picked up take-out on my way home, reasoning that I could save the rice to make more of these black sesame and wild rice crackers. Then promptly settled in for the night, neglecting the rice.
Which meant I woke up to a sad cold bowl of day-old rice that soon became three-day-old rice when I refused to deal with it until about an hour ago. And no crackers.