This afternoon I was in the process of making Barbequed Country Ribs for dinner tonight.
After taking the pan of ribs I had just pre-roasted out of the oven, I was starting to add the BBQ sauce I had simmered on the stove top.
No worries, I didn't get any of the hot sauce splattered on me or wasn't cut by any of the glass shards.
I sure do feel bad about that 9" x 9" dish I've had since we were first married though. Maybe that was the problem. It had just plumb wore itself out with all the casseroles, brownies, crisps, ginger breads and a sundry of other things I've made in it.
We had egg sandwiches for dinner.