First Thanksgiving in our first house...First time "feeding" many in-laws.Traditional T-Day dinner...True story...
Thought I'd roast big bird in foil pan.Ya know, them E-Z foil pans? Yea, right...
Only about an hour to go, for big birdie. Start smelling something burning, just a wee bit smoky in the kitchen. Open oven, YIKES, got a lil' fire thing goin on. Grab the salt box, extinguish small fire.Who had an exhaust fan, in those days? Open windows, in November, in Michigan... Lotsa drippin and spittin goin on in there. There was a small hole in the friggin FOIL pan. E-Z, yeah right. Musta been that pound of butter, birdie was roastin in. Gotta DO something with birdie.I know, get cookie sheet and slide under foil pan. Brilliant. Gotta DO something with salty oven mess. Take cookie sheet with foil pan out first, shoot, in nervous haste FORGOT oven mitts. HOT ! Put cookie sheet/foil pan combo on floor, for a minute, to blow on burnt hands. FORGOT new house kitchen had indoor/outdoor CARPET on floor! MIL was early... Walked in just as I removed pan combo off floor only to reveal a perfectly shaped cookie sheet MELT MARK in center of kitchen carpet!
Funny, every Thanksgiving, MIL always reminds us, even 26 yrs later !