Turkey Day Disasters

I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving with no overcooked turkeys, burnt rolls, obnoxiously drunken relatives or any other incidents that could make the day less than pleasant. Overall, my Thanksgiving was great with plenty of food, cider and champagne. Only one small catastrophe marred the day...
 

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For Thanksgiving dinner, I was in charge of making sweet potato casserole and a dessert. I decided on apple pie bars, a recipe I'd never made before but which sounded delicious. As I mentioned before, Thanksgiving isn't a holiday in Germany so I had to schedule all my cooking around work. I made the sweet potato casserole on Wednesday night, got up early Thursday morning to make the crust for the apple pie bars, then finished them that afternoon. Altogether I devoted a fair amount of time to baking. On Thursday evening I set out with my roommate and a friend of her's to go to our other friend's apartment for dinner. We were all loaded down with pots and casserole dishes, so I was in the precarious position of trying to balance the baking sheet of apple pie bars on top of the sweet potatoes. Not two minutes away from our apartment we were crossing an intersection, I slipped just a little bit on some ice, but it was enough to send the baking sheet careening off of the casserole dish. It did a graceful flip in midair and landed, upside-down, in the middle of the street. The light was changing, so we had no time to figure out an ingenious solution of how to get the whole thing back into the pan. In desperation I simply used my hands to scoop up a clump and then we ran out of the way of oncoming traffic. I was rather annoyed that my hours of work had come to nothing, so I decided to eat some of the broken pieces anyways, asphalt and motor oil be damned. They were delicious.