That’s me…
That’s me right after the meltdown…
but it was more then melting…there were flames!
(Now, I need to point something out here…I don’t think I have ever produced flames in the kitchen…so this would be a first…)
But here’s what happened….
It was time for lunch… (I thought I would be considerate and eat before I called Yvonne) and so I set out to make my traditional “there’s no left overs” lunch — rice. Rice isn’t hard, ya know? You put it in water and you let cook for 20 minutes (or until all the water is soaked up in the rice — which, hey! is about 20 minutes.) I’m good at this. I make rice ALL THE TIME!!!!! Sometimes I put alfredo sauce on it, sometimes butter, sometimes cheese…. (they say peanut butter is good, but I’ve not tried that).
The point being — this was not a new cooking experience here.
I put in one cup of rice and one cup of water (remember this point — very important) — I sit it on the back left burner and I flip the knob and I walk away. I know that I have 3 minutes before it’s time to go back, stir, turn down to simmer, and wait.
All of a sudden I hear this noise…it sounded like a thud and I thought “that stupid mouse is back” (yes, there is a mouse in the house too) but it wasn’t a thud…it was a WHOOSH….
I turn around and look into the kitchen and I just see smoke.
I walk in the kitchen and that’s when I see the flames. Had they been in someone else’s kitchen I would’ve said they were pretty — but in mine…they were downright scary…
So, I utter a few explicitives (and that bothers me because I’ve REALLY been working on my mouth….) I find a bowl in the sink and I douse the flames…
Guess who turned the wrong burner on? Guess where that empty juice pitcher was?
I grab the pitcher handle and that’s when I realize (because my head feels a little hot) that the pitcher is still on fire…so I throw that in the sink and put it out…
Then I survey the damage…
Open the door, turn on the fan…everyone is okay…just feeling a little on the stupid side…
because…
guess who melted the OTHER pitcher we own last night while making dinner? (But it was just because the pitcher was sitting too close to the edge of the skillet)
we’re good to go…i turn the right burner on…and totally forget that i did that…so i come out and i’ve boiled all the water away (and i didn’t put enough in to begin with) and it’s just horrible…
I gave up…
today was not a good kitchen day…
apparently not for Samara either…
They had an assignment (I think I gathered all this right) that they had to carry around an egg all day just like the Daddy penguin in their story.
She walked in the door from her father’s and said, “I failed”
Oy! I hate when she starts in her drama mode…
“Failed at what, Honey?”
“I dropped my egg.” Just picture her onstage…giving an Academy Award Winning Performance
I looked at her dad and said “It is hardboiled?” He replied yes and that his eggs were bigger…about that time, Samara calls from the kitchen, “Oh no! Ours are too big, too!”
She comes back in the kitchen and I say, “I think that would be cheating…” and she says, “Maybe I can show her the egg and cover the cracked part” and I said, “I think that’s cheating too, Sweetie”
“Samara, why exactly are you carrying around an egg.” I ask…I’m not understanding…even though she’s been talking about this for days and she took cotton balls to school today…
“We’re supposed to be protecting the egg like the Daddy Penguin!!!!” As if I should’ve known this…
I simply looked at her and said, “Well thank goodness for the penguins, you’re not one of them….”
“You just don’t understand!!!!” and off she runs…
Nope…I guess I don’t….but I DO know how to make pretty flames on my stove… 
Until next time…
Heather
I’m really thinking that Microwave cooking is the way to go for you — just remember no aluminum foil! It makes pretty sparks, but it’s not good from there!
Melted both pitchers in one week?? That’s got to be a record or something… hee hee
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