26 April 2008
The sweet, sweet smell...
A common occurrence in the house has been a burning of food. We seem to have taken such a liking to it over the years, the food is not only burned, but charred completely black to the point it is full of carcinogens. Thursday resulted in 4 cookies and 4 cheese sandwiches, the latter of which were rushed from the kitchen to the back porch as to prevent the kitchen filling with smoke and setting off alarms. Today, the house was once again filled with the aroma of charred cheese sandwich. Best of all, we have a new reminder of the thing we seem to enjoy most about food. A perfect fossil of what once lived. 
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This fossil is going to throw archaeologists all over the world for a loop. Who knew that dinosaurs had a hankering for Grilled Cheese Sandwiches.
After almost 9 months of marriage, Dan is finally getting the hang of cooking on an electric stove.
He generally turns the heat on high to get the pan hot and then forgets to turn in down, so I'll hear "Crap!" come from out of the kitchen and see a very stressed husband frantically stirring something in a pan to keep it from burning.
He's learned (slowly) that it's a lot easier to turn the heat on to a slightly lower temperature.
Yesterday he cooked some bacon for breakfast with out scorching it. I was so proud.
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