It was a Tuesday. A typical Tuesday.
I had just made a nice pot of ramen for lunch, but then I decided to add a dash of excitement to my mealtime routine.
I rummaged through the fridge, found a bottle of hot sauce, and... well, you see where this is going.
Long story short, the fire alarm went off, I grabbed a fire extinguisher, and I'm here now, wondering what I did wrong.
I'm pretty sure it was a 4-alarm chili-pepper incident.
Surviving the Blazing Inferno (and the aftermath) | Why Did I Set the Kitchen on Fire? (Pt. 2)