On Christmas day I was going visiting and chose to set a pork roast simmering to make pulled pork with. Pulled pork is good stuff because it is a great ingredient for all kinds of supper. Tonight was sort of stroganoffish and ladled over noodles. Anyhow, in the middle of cooking I hear a faint "Oh Shit" from the basement followed by a largish puff of smoke.
The Footless Man was starting up the wood stove and had it back up on us, a smoky smelly problem that seems to be a minor side effect of wood heat. Every once in a while it pours a whole lot of smoke into the room and all you can do is open doors and windows and wait for the fog to clear.
Tomorrow I will go off to work smelling a bit like a ham, Permeated inside and out with the aromatic memory of last nights heat.
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