Local 30 Iaff Cambridge Fire Fighters

You know those Turkey pans you can buy at the grocery store? The foil ones? Yeah, those aren’t fit to hold a ½ pound chicken breast, let along a 14 pound turkey. Mine held up for about 3 of the 5 hours required to cook the turkey.
Once the pan punctured, all of the turkey juice dripped out onto the bottom of the oven, where it proceeded to cook. And cook. And cook. And burn. And smoke. In an attempt to prevent the asphyxiation of our guests, I opened our front door, allowing the smoke to billow out into the apartment building.
As you can guess, this set off the apartment fire alarms — the red strobe light ones that notify the fire department and can’t be shut off. The fire department was on the scene in less than 3 minutes, and were very polite about the whole ordeal. They laughed about it, gave us some cooking advice (some of their favorite sides, not how to prevent fires), and asked that we call when the meal was ready.
The picture verifies my story…