Never one to take responsibility for my failures, I'm blaming this all on you.
Setting the oatmeal to cook over a low, slow flame first thing this morning, I shuffled back to my desk for a couple of minutes to check your blog posts. Which sucked me right in because they were, as usual, very interesting, funny, educational, entertaining and . . .
Huh. What's that aroma I'm detecting? Oh, it's our yummy oatmeal breakfast cooking.
Wait. It doesn't smell just right. More like something is . . . burning.
No problem. If I'm careful I can scrape enough hot oatmeal for breakfast off the stuff in the top of the pan. A month or two of soaking will get the burned-on stuff off the bottom of the pan. And the stove top needed a good cleaning anyway.
St. Patrick's Day
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