You know what happens when you forget you have a pot of boiling water on the stove steaming broccoli? I do. When the water runs dry the broccoli begins to drip into the bottom of the pan, burning and causing a strong, very unpleasant cabbage-like smell. Then your wife teases you. Then, when the burns scrub out fairly easily, you remind your wife that as hard as you tried, you couldn’t match “The Great Molten Fused Pot of 2002” that she created last year. So there.

Um, hypothetically, of course.