I was reading a blog friend's entry where she related that in the process of cleaning up and getting she and her husband's place ready after a little damage had come to it from a tree falling, her hair had gotten singed. She said she kept smelling singed hair, checked herself, her bangs etc. and couldn't find where the trouble was till later when she finally noticed exactally where the singeing occurred.
It put me in mind of last summer when a work friend came over to do some work for the house. I was anxious to try my new grill. I had only fired it up like once till then. (who had time with a schedule like mine!?) So I was looking forward to an excuse to fire it up and grill some steaks.
I had the table set and everything ready for the grill. When I got a call that he was on his way, I went out to start the grill. Let me tell you right now, it is a gas grill. So. Steak at the ready, I removed the grill cover, opened it up and hit the auto ignite several times after turning on the gas and following instructions. Nothing happened so I had to wait a few minutes for the gas to clear the area before I tried again. And..again, the auto ignite failed to work. Nothing left to do but use that long lighter and apply the flame to the tiny opening and light it that way. Yup.
So, I turned on the gas...turned on the burnerS..that's burnerS..not a single burner..and then fumbled around trying to get that safety conscious long lighter thingy to work. Well, I finally got it lit and in the hole. And WHOOOOSH! Flames rose up with enough force to blow my bangs up in the air..and I smelled burning.
Oh, the grill was lit..that's for sure. I went into the house grateful I COULD go into the house and assessed the damage.
Not too bad I thought as his truck rolled into the driveway.
I opened the door..still reeking of burned hair and laughing. He was horrified and said " Did I not TELL you...NEVER do that with the gas turned so high and BOTH burners lit!???" Um...yes. I forgot.
Oh the dumb unthinking things we do sometimes. That was one of my 'better' ones.
I got the steaks on and the taters baked but in the excitement, I forgot to season the steaks. But he was very nice about it anyway. He asked for ketchup and this time I wasn't insulted. That was THE most bland steak ever!