Let's start at the beginning. I decided to make a "Sunday Dinner" of sorts and bought a whole chicken to cook. So in a side story I'm reading the instructions and it says "Remove the giblets and neck and discard."
So while gagging, I went at the "cavity" of my chicken with a pair of tongs and retrieved the giblets and immediately discarded them as ordered. Next was the neck. I quickly located the chicken neck and tried to pull it out with no luck. I had to take several breaks because I didn't want to toss my cookies. At long last, I realized that the neck was still attached so I just pretended it wasn't there and went about my business.
I got that beast in the oven and when my husband got home his first words were "Wow! It smells like Thanksgiving in here!"
|The finished product :)|
Fast forward a few minutes and I'm bringing some water to boil on the stove for some rice. Baron and I are talking in the kitchen and then he yells "Woah!!" and pushing me out of the way. I turn around and he's slapping a potholder against the stovetop. Apparently I had left it on the stovetop and turned on the wrong burner to cook my rice. Oops. There was quite a bit of smoke and dripping plastic for the amount of damage that it did.
Oh well, there goes my I <3 Pyrex potholder. It was getting dirty anyway.
My heart was still racing for a few minutes after the incident and Baron looked at me and said, "It's okay, everyone makes mistakes."