My dear wife came home with a whole box full of fresh plums from her mom and the ambition to transform the same into something delicious. Yesterday, she cooked fresh jam from it, today it was a cake and some "Latwersch", another form of marmelade, absolutely delicious I admit.
So we learned that to wasps the smell of cooking marmelade is like hemp to the Californian youth or roti prata / nasi lemak to the Singaporeans. They LOVE it.
In order to protect the family (and the cake) I took them out one by one with my fantastic Chinese made electric fly squatter which literally toasts any living being it is being unleashed on. Now, generally I love animals and try to prevent them from harm, even wasps but this today was just too much. I stopped counting somewhere but they probably were a good hundred or so.