|Unfortunately it was all over|
too quickly for me to take
piccies so I have made do
with this one from
Cheshire Fire and Rescue.
Only the side of the pan caught fire. The chips were fine. I was cooking chips and sausages for the cub scouts. As it was a lovely sunny day they were playing in the garden so sadly missed all the fun.
Back in the days when I did 'proper' work (:rolleyes:), I was obliged to do a fire training course. I got right what to do in an office fire, but boobed badly on domestic fires, LOL. So now I know that you should throw a damp teatowel over a flaming chip pan. Luckily before I had to make the terrible choice as to which lovely little teatowel to sacrifice (bit like Paris selecting which goddess to give the apple to), I blew on the pan quickly and the flames went out.
|How I imagine the cubs around Akela.|
If you would like to know how to cook proper chips (safely), here is my blogpost on the ethnography of the potato, from my mommy mom blog Anthropological Mum.