…that I burned three ears of corn.<\/p>\n
No, my kitchen timer — a little red owl — failed to ring and warn me. I do admit to paying no attention whatsoever, not even when I smelled the pleasant odor of toast. Which I figured was coming out of somebody else’s window.<\/p>\n
The ears were in my steamer and there was plenty of water — although “plenty” probably doesn’t mean, you know, thirty minutes of cooking.<\/p>\n
However, although parts of the ears were burnt black, I decided to eat them anyway. They were very tasty.<\/p>\n
So, burnt corn.<\/p>\n
And brand new timer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
…that I burned three ears of corn. No, my kitchen timer — a little red owl — failed to ring and warn me. I do admit to paying no attention whatsoever, not even when I smelled the pleasant odor of … Continue reading