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July 18, 2007
Melted spatula
A house isn't really a home until you have had your first kitchen fire. Right?
Posted by Courtney_Sherwood at July 18, 2007 06:17 PM
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Do you remember the wok?
Posted by: Mom at July 18, 2007 10:01 PM
Hmm, I don't remember a specific wok, but I do remember a category of fires that it might fit into.
Posted by: Courtney at July 18, 2007 10:14 PM
Maybe you weren't there at that moment. I was cooking and a big fire shot up in the wok. I set the wok on the floor and tried to smother the fire with a lid (that didn't fit). When I saw that the fire was not getting smaller I yelled for someone to open the front door and I ran and threw the wok out into the front yard. The fire went out and we were left with a burn mark on the kitchen floor that looked like cat poop. We don't have that floor, or that wok, any more.
Posted by: Mom at July 18, 2007 11:09 PM
OK, that was after I moved out, but I do remember the scar on the kitchen floor.
Posted by: Courtney at July 19, 2007 07:35 AM
I was thinking that this
http://www.flickr.com/photos/courtneysherwood/73222196/
also fits into the category of "Things I have cooked", such as the tag you have there. I posted that to flickr as a comment, then realized that I was posting as you, so I deleted it.
Posted by: Ben at July 19, 2007 05:24 PM
Oy, I have a silly husband.
Posted by: Courtney at July 19, 2007 07:38 PM