So, despite my previous post, I decided to try using a chip pan for the first time today. I used to be afraid of frying pans and yet I've gotten accustomed to those, is a chip pan not the next logical step? I've seen my dad use it enough times, I pestered him for guidance and advice and I gave it a shot.

Oil everywhere. I don't even know what I did wrong, most pathetically of all. I didn't overfill with chips (quite the opposite), and yet it just bubbled out everywhere, right down onto the lit stove. I can't believe it didn't catch fire. Not being flippant either, I literally can not believe that it didn't catch fire. I don't know what I might have done to deserve that blessed fortune, but I'm tremblingly grateful.

This all played out on plurk, of course, in typically brash overwraught embarrassing terms. sigh. I should be banned.

GUESS THAT'S MY NEWS FOR TODAY, HAAA... well, except that I have the other two Long Price books now, happy event. Stone-Made-Soft is still present... :> ♥