I had four black iron skillets filled with cornbread cooking….the first step for making dressing. My mother is the expert dressing-maker. I was almost out the door (going to get her) and Stan was going to “watch” the cornbread. Just one quick look before I left. Have mercy, have mercy…..smoke blinded me as I opened the oven. What in the world?? Dear God in heaven, I had left a pot holder in the oven and it had dropped down on the heating element.
I bought three of these pretty, provincial print pot holders…cooked one of them with the cornbread today!
I laughed out loud when I read this...mostly because it is something that I would do, too. Thank you for coming by and visiting my blog. I love to find new blogs and yours is a keeper. I will be back to visit again.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, how awful! It didn't effect the cornbread did it? A little smokey flavor probably wasn't needed!
ReplyDeleteOh, that's great. I have done that with my cell phone while talking to my Mom one the phone... and yelling at her that the phone was on fire... not kidding, wish I was... be well, The hostess
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