So last night we were making Chicken Coconut Korma for dinner (still working on the recipe, so far nowhere near Bombay House but we're working on it) and we preheated the oven to heat up the Naan. Well there was some oil in the bottom of the oven from when we cured our dutch oven for camping, and I look down into the oven and see FLAMES!!!! Brandon was in the other room and I absolutely panicked. I had enough sense to turn off the oven and yell "BRANDON, FIRE!!" and he came running in and said "Where??" And we opened the oven and he said "Flour!" So we searched for flour, he grabbed handfuls out of the canister thing we keep it in, and I poured it right from the bag onto the flames. It took about a minute to go out, it was stubborn!! Is it bad that I wish I took a picture? Haha, it was crazy. After it was out Brandon said, "Well, I don't think we're ready to open our own restaurant..." Haha, yes, you are correct husband.
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