Well, except for the small fire, everything was great! I was using the broiler for the steaks and the smoke detectors were going crazy (not unusual for me and the broiler). I got sick of trying to run back and forth trying to silence them, an interesting feat considering the vaulted ceilings, I had already knocked one off the ceiling and ended up batting at it like a piƱata and finally climbing up a ladder and disconnecting it, when I decided to give up on the broiler and finish the steaks on the stove top. Opened the oven door, flames came rolling out, so I quickly closed oven door. Ughhhh....turned off everything, peeked in the oven window, pan still on fire, OK, looked over and found some cake flour on the counter, thought awesome, I can take care of the fire and not ruin the steaks! Opened oven door, pulled out rack, doused pan in flour, and presto! Fire was out. Figured out it was not actually the steaks on fire, but the marinade that was on pan, perfect, scraped flour off steaks, threw them in a skillet and poured myself a big glass of wine. During the whole event, my darling son was playing in his room and it didn't even faze him. Steaks turned out good; hubby said that the flour actually made a gravy that was really tasty.
Luckily today has not been that interesting. Made some lemon curd for a recipe next week, made chicken soup with leftover bones, attempted to put together a Greek pie for dinner, ended up being a Greek quiche (just a pointer, don’t thaw phyllo dough in the microwave no matter what the box says), and made the Sardine Rillettes.
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| Everything but the sardines and lemon |
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| All ready with some Triscuits! |

