So I'm in our living room sitting and talking with my mom on the phone when i see a little smoke coming out of our kitchen. It's not that surprising because our stove is ancient and likes to smoke when it's on. So i don't give it a second thought. Sarah was cooking something for lunch anyways.
A few minutes go by and the smoke starts to fill our dorm room and I'm like, "Oh, Sarah must be burning something." So i quickly stand up and run to the rescue! I turn the corner only to find that the stove was still on high- the pot was still on the pan, and my spatula was a melted puddle of black plastic in the bottom of the pan! You could still vaguely tell where the holes on the flat part were! The handle wasn't quite finished melting so it was hanging off the edge of the pan burning on the actual hot part of the stove.
It filled the room with such a ghastly smell! Oh it was horrible! But of course i couldn't stop laughing so i had to run outside for proper ventilation!
Course, Sarah's a little embarrassed by her mistake. But oh how i smile when i recall that little incident.
WHO MELTS A SPATULA! ha ha ha ha ha ! :)
I love you Sarah!
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I love your blog, btw. It's nice to see your updates and funny pictures. :)
Oh, and btw, tell Sarah (if it makes her feel better) that I've melted a spatular before too. :)
Have a great day, Kacie!
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