Because what happens to follow this seemingly innocent act is a fireball the likes of which I have never seen in the kitchen, and hope to never see again. But all is well. Hearts are beating at a normal pace again, the fittings have been replaced, the stove was pushed back to its original location, and all legs present were checked for singed hair. There was none.
Lesson learned.
Breakfast arrived in true Mexican fashion...late, but delicious, and not at all burned.
Our retreat was wonderful. The Chinese food was great. And when you can't communicate with one another, reciting colors is a good fill in.
- Jaime
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