And then, as I was trying to make a good dinner of marinated, grilled chicken breasts, steamed veggies, homemade applesauce and (instant) potatoes (ok, I fell down on the job there). Apparently, something was disconnected and the control panel caught fire and melted.
I am proud of myself that I kept my cool and turned off the gas.
Does a gas fire require flour or water? Is it like grease? In any case, the first big thing Jarrad and I purchased together is now gone and we need a new grill.
Sigh.
No one was hurt. The house did not catch fire.
It is just one more little irritant.
Sigh.
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