Tomorrow I make my annual New Years treat, my Sicilian Cod Stew from my paternal grandmother's recipe. No fire there! (My stove is electric.)
And then my other New Years treat, five hours of the Metropolitan Opera's DVD of Wagner's "Die Meistersinger". I kid you not! I'm not football fan, so it's opera for me.
These days the difference is blurred. Opera is the one with the folks in funny costumes emoting grandly...wait, that's football. Never mind.
The steak is actually cooked to perfection. I didn't really call the fire department. The grill...well, the dents give it character. But I'm never gonna do it that way again.
The problem, I think, is alcohol. Not enough.