kilikini wrote:

> My husband insisted that I make my broccoli casserole the night before
> Thanksgiving for him to deliver to his parents' house on T-day, because, as
> you know, we were opting out on his step-dad's family's thingy. I was too
> tired after cooking the cornbread for the stuffing and prepping and starting
> to cook the red cabbage (it takes a few hours to chop and a few hours to
> boil down) and so I asked him, "Why can't I make it in the morning?" I
> ended up making the broccoli casserole, anyway, and stuck it in the oven.
> Well, I fell asleep. The red cabbage burned completely black (we may have
> to throw out the pot), but luckily, the casserole was salvagable; just a bit
> of the liquid boiled away. I added some milk, more cheese and it tasted
> "okay"; you know, passable.
>
> What woke me up in time was the smell of burning food. I can't believe my
> husband didn't catch the oven and the stovetop before he zonked out!

Ouch. You ARe lucky! Two kinda strong smelling foods burned is not a
good thing. Hope it wasn't a favorite pot if you have to toss it? Is it
soaking now? Don't forget Sheldon's trick of putting it in a trashbag
with a bowl of ammonia to try to clean it.

It was so warm and humid yesterday we ended up turning the air
conditioner on. I imagine it was pretty warm down there too.
At least you could open the windows up and air out the burning smells.