You should know I've been able to work my way around a kitchen pretty well for a while now. You should also know i've consumed rice & beans more times than I can count. I've had some struggles in the kitchen before (after some searching I don't think I ever wrote about that fiasco.. have you ever cooked a whole chicken? most stressful kitchen experience of my life... ) but today's struggle was the first of it's kind. I write to you having eaten just beans and with every window in the apartment open. I'm not sure if it's that i didn't set an alarm and have no clue how long the pot of rice was on the stove or if i didn't put enough water? either way... there was definitely not enough water in the pot that was on the stove for too long. I was playing dress up like usual in my room and realized I was hungry... hello burnt smell and smoke... so I turned the stove off in a hurry and opened the doors and grabbed a baking sheet to hurl around like I'd once seen in a movie. Then I caught a rag on fire as I tried to move the pot off the eye of the stove. my bad. needless to say... i was thankful for my beans and just microwaved those suckers. Who hasn't had one of these moments of kitchen distress before?