That's when it will dawn on you that "Oh shoot, I had a pot on the stove". And you'll go tearing into the kitchen only to find there is not a drop of water in the pot and the salt, well, it is a-sizzling. Did you know salt sizzles? Trust me, it does. So you grab the pot off the stove, and remembering in the back of your mind that if you pour cold water into it, said pot will warp, you throw the pot onto the cutting board to cool down. Don't ask how I know the pot will warp. That's a whole other post.
So thinking you've got some time for that darn pot to cool, you go back to your Olympic/blog perusing. Again. You'd a thought I would have clued into the problem. For you will come back to this:
And it was bad. It actually lifted the arborite right off the board. Thank God I had enough presence of mind to put it on the cutting board and not on the counter top. The Olympics will do this to you, people.
I was trying to make rice for the mixture to stuff these babies:
Aren't they gorgeous? In spite of the slight delay they still turned out like this:
MMMM, yum! Were you observant enought to note the different baking pan, though? That's because certain family members scarfed some down before I could take a picture. And that left big spaces in the roasting pan. A pretty picture they did not make that way. You would have been asking what happened to them! But they were deeeelish! And being the good little Hungarian girl that I am, they were served with a side of sour cream.
So all's well that end's well. In the food department anyway. Not so much for the cutting board or Canada's medal hopes. They both bring tears to the eyes.