Not realizing our mother had left some leftover turkey in
our oven's broiler, my sister, 19, turned the oven on to bake cookies. Once the
oven was hot, she put in the cookies and came back to check on them ten minutes
later. When she pulled open the oven door, flames shot out and my sister
shouted, "Mom! Fire!" as she closed the door.
Immediately our mother called the fire department and rushed
all of us out of the house. The firefighters were over in a flash and they
quickly hosed the oven down with some foam, then helped us clear the house of
smoke. As one of the young firemen was leaving, he turned to my mother and
said, "Your daughter is cute. I would ask her out, but I only date women
who can cook."