March 07, 2004

where there's smoke...

Sometimes I think I should win some kind of award. I have once again set of the fire detector. All I can say is that it's a mighty good thing it's not wired with a direct connection to the fire department; it must go off at least once a week, and sometimes 4 or 5 times a day. Usually it's just steam from the teakettle that irritates it, though one time a few weeks ago I came back into the kitchen to find small flames leaping up from under the burner; a piece of food had fallen under there and caught fire. The baking soda I used to put it out is still everywhere.

So this morning I decided to make tea. I even turned on the vent before turning on the burner. For just the most fleeting of moments, I wondered whether I'd turned on the right burner, but I returned to reading the news with the thought, "Of course I did." Beep beep beep. Wrong answer.

Returning to the kitchen, I found that the other burner glowing bright orange. Wouldn't be so bad, except that I had a plate and bowl sitting on top of it. The plate shattered as I pushed it from the burner. Pity, since it's one of a set of four with different pictures and I'll never be able to replace it. Oh well.

So now the house smells like smoke, once again. Lovely.

Posted by rachel at March 7, 2004 09:41 AM

Comments

What were you reading when the smoke detector went off?

Posted by: Jenell at March 8, 2004 07:19 AM

I was reading the Startribune website. Just skimming the headlines, probably.

Posted by: Rachel at March 8, 2004 12:35 PM