{She Said} Dinner is Served

Sometimes when my husband gets home from a long day, welcoming him home is my priority.  Maybe next time I should put the main course on the back  burner before the smoke alarm dinner bell brings me back to the domestic tasks, eh? 

 Dinner. May 2009, Portland.

{Yeah. The leaping flames were rather impressive. As for the stovetop, the hazmat cleanup crews have been summoned.}