While I was baking some cakes on Sunday, the phone rang. It was a friend of MINE whom I hadn't seen for years. She had SOMETHING to tell me about HER journey to Spain. During OUR conversation I noticed that the room had filled with smoke. I rushed to the kitchen and opened the oven to check the cakes. Practically all of THEM were black. Unfortunately THESE kinds of accidents happen to ME from time to time. Besides, I cut MYSELF quite often. But NOTHING can make me stop cooking.