I’ve burned a few pans in my life (who hasn’t?), but my mom definitely takes the cake. I recently got a text from her that read: “Lovely start to my day. Ruined my favorite pan and burned the porch.” This was the photo that came along with it:
Apparently she walked away while making hummingbird food—which is essentially just sugar water—and somehow turned it into this monstrosity that looks more like volcanic rock. When she smelled the burning, she grabbed the pot off the stove and put it outside on the porch, forgetting that a hot pan on wooden flooring would result in even more burning. Oops.
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