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Showing posts with label burning the skillet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label burning the skillet. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Always A Use For Everything

Hubby cooks.  Took him thirty years to try cooking something besides a hot dog or hamburger but he's pretty good.

This was ham and salad night.

We all were served and the flavor was wonderful.

I was in my sitting area with the door shut and keep thinking I smelled something burning.  I checked. Something was burning alright!

The kitchen, dining room, and hall were filled with rolling smoke.  I coughed my way to the stove.

The burner was on high.

The remaining ham was black.

My Paula Deen skillet was screaming in pain.  The spatula was no more.

The easy clean skillet was beyond cleaning but the spatula makes a great back scratcher.

Thank you, honey, the ham was great.
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