Another chance at dinner

[davidn]

When Whitney was out at Shakespeare in the Park last year, I was left to cook dinner for myself, and it didn't really go all that well. So tonight was a chance to redeem myself for that and prove that things really can be all right if one of us is out of the house. When we found out that a pair of solidly frozen burgers were the quickest things to cook for the evening, she was understandably a little nervous and insisted on getting them apart herself so that I would avoid the most dangerous stage of the process - after all, even something as simple as a burger and frozen onion rings involves both the hobs and the oven, doubling the potential for issues.

But neither of those things caused a problem at all - usually when it's just heating things up, I can be reasonably competent if I really concentrate. In fact, everything progressed smoothly, although once again I overdid the burger in my usual fear of undercooking it, and if one glosses over the way that I set the oven gloves on fire, the evening passed without any sort of incident whatsoever.