Yesterday, I made a big meal...Chinese Hot Pot. I worked all morning on it and it had lots of yummy things for people to dip in the boiling pot of broth. About ten minutes before serving, I asked the DH to get the hot plate to use keep the broth boiling. He couldn't find it...hummmm. He left it at my Dau's house at Christmas. So...about every ten minutes he would pick up the big wok of broth and heat it back up on the stove, then bring it back out to the table. He didn't dare suggest that I take the broth into the kitchen to heat up. He knew how hard I had worked on it.
I don't ever think that I'll se my hot plate again. Time to cash in some Walmart points and get a new one.
Tonight, I'm making fried rice with all of the leftover goodies from last night's dinner. It should be good.