We had a small kitchen fire this morning. Sheryl, our faithful and patient housekeeper, had a pot of water on to boil on the back burner to make Lou some mac & cheese (a rare treat in our no-boxed-food house). Apparently self-same Lou had gotten chocolate sauce all over that back burner unnoticed last night, because it burst into flame! A small but spectacular fire. (I forgot to add Lou's comment: "Sheryl, you don't know how to cook!")
I ran in and threw baking soda on it with no harm done--no smoke damage or anything--and with one significant result: The smoke detectors didn't go off.
Guess what John gets to do tonight! 




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