Uryoces ... I think your cooking involved more actual adventure than mine did.
I didn't get fireworks. (Very nearly some gunfire ... luckily I haven't any significant anger management issues and settled for kicking the stove rather than trying out the 12-gauge on it. Besides, I know how far I can push my honey's landlord. That would have been TOO far.)
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Pie ... I would have gone to the Walmart (and I HATE Walmart) and purchased whatever was necessary (up to and including a Ron Popiel ShowTime Rotisserie) but I was attempting to limit the number of unnessary appliances. I might have a turkey fryer setup on standby if this EVER happens again, however.
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