Pig on fire! (Part 2)
I shut the oven door and whispered to the owner, “If you could, announce a toast to your guests with really loud applause.
Before you do that, please show me where the fire extinguisher is.” I directed my sous chef to run to the bedroom and pull
a sheet off the bed and drench it with water.
What now? The host gave the toast, the guests began to clap, and we opened the oven, threw a sheet over the pig, and wrestled the pan safely out. Then we sprayed the oven with the extinguisher. We saved the pig and the dinner, but my crew and I worked until sunrise cleaning all of the extinguisher soot off the walls of this brand-new home.