I was thinking of my far-away fondue-loving friend (probably because I was looking at a mouth-watering fondue recipe on the Chocolate and Zucchini blog last night). She has an elaborate setup and makes the best lamb and shrimp to dip in the oil. I don't know what she does to it, but I'm always happy to eat the results. One New Year's Eve we had too much champagne to pay attention to what the oil was doing. Burning. She (I?) dropped it and the oil spilled, and we looked down to see a trail of merry flames on the hardwood floor of her apartment. Silly champagne giggles amidst the mad scramble -- and luckily no harm done. I know, I know, not funny.
Happy holidays, fondue fiend!
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Ha ha ha. Its funny because we lived to tell about it. And that disaster is entirely on me. The fondue-making lesson I learned from that experience? Never start drinking until AFTER you've got the hot oil and sterno properly situated. We'll have some fondue when I see you in Jan. for sure!
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