We like to cook dinner together, testing out recipes {although most of the time, I serve as his sous chef - I am the baker, after all} and enjoying the fruits of our labor. So it stands to reason that we'd like to start a kitchen fire together.
Here's the scene : I came home late from work and Mark had started our dinner - spaghetti and turkey meatballs. The sauce was simmering on the stove, but the pasta needed to be boiled. The pot was filled with water, so I turned the burner on and walked into the dining room to chat with Mark. A few minutes later, Mark asked me what was burning. I headed back into the kitchen and began shrieking, "It's a fire! It's a fire!"
The spoon Mark had used to stir the sauce had fallen out of the spoon holder and onto the back burner. It wouldn't have been a problem, except I had turned on the back burner, instead of the front burner where the pot was sitting.
Everything turned out fine {Mark calmly put the fire out while ran around like a crazy person, throwing windows open so as not set off the fire alarm/condo sprinklers}. But our spoon is a little worse for the wear.
Moral of the story : pay attention in the kitchen, whether you're working with knives or heat sources. Oh, and invest in a fire extinguisher.
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