Today's blog post was interrupted by a small but exciting kitchen fire*. I was going to have cereal but then decided to stop being such a wuss and cook some pasta, for crying out loud. How hard is pasta?
Pretty hard, it turns out, when you have no cabinet space and therefore use your stove top for extra storage. And if you, for example, have a loaf of bread on the back of the stove, turn on the wrong burner, then go into the next room to update your blog...
Well.
To answer all your burning (hah!) questions:
No, that is not an actual photograph. Are you insane?
The fire is out.
The bread is in critical condition.
Burning plastic smells really really bad.
I have to leave the windows open, and it's 56 degrees outside.
Remembering that you should throw flour on a kitchen fire does no good if you have no flour.
I am having cereal for dinner.
The fire is out.
The bread is in critical condition.
Burning plastic smells really really bad.
I have to leave the windows open, and it's 56 degrees outside.
Remembering that you should throw flour on a kitchen fire does no good if you have no flour.
I am having cereal for dinner.
Tomorrow I'll go back to whatever I was talking about before.
*Coincidentally, I just finished reading a book called The Burn Journals, about a guy who set himself on fire when he was 14 years old. Excellent book; those of you who are English teacher types should consider using it in class.
Geez, Mel, I'm glad you're okay!
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