About that campfire smell in the kitchen.
See, the first thing that happened was the Worcestershire sauce came out much faster than I expected. Much, much faster. And since I was pouring directly into the mixing bowl, well, what was I going to do? Throw out all that perfectly good egg and milk and bread that was supposed to go into the meatloaf?
The second thing that happened was that the Worcestershire sauce turned out to be a bottle of liquid smoke.
So, um, yes. I threw out all that perfectly good egg and milk and bread that was supposed to go into the meatloaf.
I think the real question is: why do you still let me loose in the kitchen?
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