oven bake ribs. scoop a few spoonfuls of oil from tray. dump into sink. enjoy dinner. watch tv. try to wash up after. impossible.
apparently the fats from the ribs have solidified. :
pour in hot water. lots of it. wait for 'flushing' sound. except that it did not happen this time (yea its the second time it happened). manual clearance required. in goes hands to somehow act as a pump to clear the clog. done.
just the way i like my ribs done. :P
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2 comments:
haha.... i remember the oil flushing stories... :D
~julz.
lol, yea...u were lucky it didnt happen on the night u were over for dinner.. :P
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