Occasionally, but they're outdoor critters.
One night ten years ago, my then wife baked muffins. She left them in a bowl on the counter. When I woke the next morning, I grabbled one on the way to the coffee maker. Only after I took a bite did I realize it was covered with fire ants. They went berserk on my tongue and inside my cheeks.
That was a heckuva a way to wake up.
They're called "fire ants" for a reason.
But, they were attracted to the free food. I rarely see any in the house.
Dang, you know first hand what they’re about. Good thing they are outdoor critters.