Friday, August 19, 2011
It's How Dinner Is Done!
I've been making my own bread for the past month or so because I've become frustrated at paying nearly $3 for a loaf of bread that is half gone after one lunch with my kids. I've been pretty successful with the bread so for dinner tonight I decided to move on to pizza crust. I even have a pizza stone that I have never actually used but is carefully wrapped in a kitchen towel in the bottom of my cabinet. I pulled out the instructions that came with the stone and it recommended sprinkling corn meal on it to keep the pizza from sticking and warming it up on the bottom rack of the oven.
This was bad advice, but not right away. At first there was a very pleasant smell that made my kids run into the kitchen and yell, "What's for dinner?" About two minutes after that, black smoke started rolling out of the oven and the smoke detector started to wail. I pulled out the stone and dumped the ashes of corn meal into the sink while I frantically turned on fans and opened windows. All the while, my kids were yelling, "Stay low and go!! Stay low and go!!" After opening the front door they all clamored out onto the porch and were grabbing at my shirt as I went back into the house. "Don't go back in, Mama!"
I grabbed the thickest magazine that was nearby, Wegman's Menu, and began furiously waving it at the smoke detector. "It's okay, kids! Just a little smoke!" I tried to assure them. After a few minutes the smoke cleared and I was finally able to convince the kids to come back inside the house.
At least I know they remembered the fire safety rules from the State Fair.