I managed to set fire to my lunch, again. Those that follow my blog may recall this http://chris-r-evans.livejournal.com/43080.html

Happily, no oven mitts were incinerated this time, only spaghetti. I had the water on boil and as I always do took the spaghetti strands and snapped them in half over the pot. A few errant strands managed to fall under the pot and catch fire (did I mention I have a gas stove?) In retrospect, I suppose the first thing I should have done was turn the burner off. Instead, I raced around looking for a pair of needle nose pliers with which to delicately pluck the burning spaghetti from the flame while simultaneously stirring the spaghetti that made it into the water. Not sure what to call it, but I think I might have invented a new way to serve spaghetti, that is if you like blackened, crunchy bits mixed in. I thought the sauce might mask the charred flavor.

It doesn’t.

Hard to believe I’m still single…