Blackened Le Creuset
Oh, I nearly wept when I saw this. I put the remains of a baked chicken into a pot of water so that I could make stock. I was going to just get started on cleaning the garage and come right back in to turn the heat down and put the lid on for the stock to simmer. Almost an hour later, Claudia sauntered out to say that smoke was coming from the chicken. She was so calm about it that I didn't realize how bad it was until I got into my smoke filled house and charred pan.