You inspired me make my pork chop and potato fiasco tonight.
The last time I made this it was a fiasco because my drunk buddy burnt the flock out it.
He was passed-out, woke up, smelled stuff cooking looked at it, assumed it was done and shut off the burner on the Dutch oven. Then poured himself another whiskey. I'm doing laundry, folding clothes. Gone for about 20 minutes. I knew it would be ok if it steamed on low (#2 electric stove) a little longer. It needed to go a full 60 minutes.
Turns out dip-schlitz didn't turn off the burner. He put it on 10!!! I get back to the kitchen I'm WTF!!! He's like dinner's done I shut it off. Meanwhile the schìț is burnt and now smoking as he sips his whisky and surfs Facebook, oblivious as to what he's done.
I could have killed him. I pitched it in the trash and left his sorry ass and went to buffalo wild wings. Sat at the bar by myself and drank two fat tires and ate a basket of hot wings.
So today, no laundry, no drunk friend. I should be o.k..
LOL, thanks, I needed that visual and those belly-laughs!