Two days ago I was making a tasty breakfast of fried potatoes. I left them on the stove, came into the computer room/Jeff Gordon bedroom to check my emails. Rick said, are you watching those? I said yes! I came back in and realized that they were burning. Enough so that they set off the smoke detector! I am so lucky that I have such a wonderful husband...he LAUGHED! Then he opened the windows and got the ceiling fan going to clear things out. Not only that, he wanted to eat the potatoes. I decided, well only one side on some of them are burnt so why not. The were still mighty tasty if you ask me and apparently they were to Rick too because he polished them off.
12 years ago
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This is probably not a "norm" around your house but my hubs always says he always knows when dinner is about ready...the smoke alarms go off. And I always seem to be sportin' a BURN...sigh...where is my personal chef? O ya...never had one. hee.
hEY for whatever its worth...it looks YUM to me!!
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