Fish Out of Water

Musings and observations about life from an East Coast native now living on the Left Coast in the California State Capitol since 2004. This fish has made her home in Madison, WI (7 years); Portland, OR (2 years); Las Vegas, NV (7 months); Middlebury, VT (3 summers); Marne-la-Vallee, a small town east of Paris, France (6 months); Middletown, CT (3 years); and Marshfield, MA, the fish's coastal hometown 40 miles south of Boston (17 years).

Location: Sacramento, California, United States


Day 267: Chanukah Mishap

Mr. E and I attended a Chanukah gathering last night chez B & B. Technically, the festivities were hosted by their dachshund, Lupe, as "Lupe's Latke Party," but I'm pretty sure that her humans prepared all of the yummy food -- potato latkes, sweet potato latkes (with no onions!), homemade applesauce and cranberry sauce, two types of brisket (Mr. E liked that), roast turkey with carrots (I liked that), and gefilte fish (meh... I still have to pass on that).

B had set out a variety of menorah, and some of the kids helped to light the candles. About 15 minutes later, I smelled something burning that seemed like more than just typical candle smoke. When I looked over at the row of menorah, I noticed that a candle in one of them appeared to be missing, so I walked over to take a closer look and realized that it had fallen out of its holder and was burning through the cloth covering the top of the wooden hutch. Uh-oh!

I blew out the initial flames as well as the rest of the candles in that menorah in order to reach the burning fabric, but a larger flame started licking along the edge of material. By that time, B and another guest, D, had come over as others started to realized what was going on. B headed to the kitchen to get some water, but D was faster and poured some water from her glass onto the live flame, which effectively put out the mini fire. Good teamwork!

I think we should all have read something like this prior to lighting all of those candles...


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