He Had ONE Not-Job To Do!

As I've mentioned, we've been trying to eat out of FRIG II's freezer for a couple weeks. To get rid of partial packages of stuff, and leftovers, so the shelves will be bare, and we can start over in a more organized fashion. There are several portions of hamburger that will make pasta for Farmer H, and tacos. A big space-taker is a ham bone, and several baggies of diced ham, that are destined for a pot of beans. I'm waiting on the weather to cool a bit for that.

Sunday, I baked some boneless skinless chicken breasts with a use-by date of August. And the Sister Schubert's Rolls, and thawed out a container of roasted vegetables. Monday, I warmed them up again for Farmer H's supper. He didn't have to do anything for himself, except come to the kitchen and put it on a plate.

I had the chicken in the oven, and for the last five minutes of warming, I put in the rolls. Farmer H's plate was on the cutting block, with a paper towel, fork, knife for chicken-cutting, knife for butter. The vegetables were on the back burner in a saucepan. I called Farmer H to the kitchen, and said I was going to change out of my town clothes. I set out the chicken and rolls on top of the stove, over the two left-side burners.

"There's the vegetables, and here's a spoon. That's the hot burner. Don't put the pan back on it."

When I started back to the kitchen after changing, Farmer H was on the long couch with his food. I could really smell the roasted vegetables. Huh. They hadn't smelled that much when I was warming them. I stepped into the kitchen, and saw the explanation.

THE PAN WAS ON THE HOT BURNER!

Of course the residue in the bottom of the pan, and the tiny remnants of onions, carrots, and potatoes were at that very moment charring to the metal as the lid held in the heat.

"You had ONE simple instruction, and you couldn't even follow that!"

"I did too! I heard you say to put the lid back on the pan."

It's not like this is the first time I have told Farmer H not to put a pan back on the hot burner. And it's not the first time he has done so anyway. 

Maybe I should start telling Farmer H the OPPOSITE of what I want him to do...