High price for pilfering pot roast
Late last week I was in the kitchen scavenging around for something to eat. My wife, Micki, had thrown a huge pot roast into the crock pot. The aroma was too tempting to ignore. I grabbed a fork and lifted the lid to get a little taste.
At just about that moment, my cell phone rang. I looked at the screen and knew from the number that someone from the Miami Dolphins was calling me.
I answered. It was Jim Bates, the interim coach who has done such a wonderful job filling in for Dave Wannstedt under difficult circumstances.
But the pot roast was calling, too.
I tucked the phone under my chin as I started my conversation with Bates. Holding the crock pot lid in my left hand and the fork in my right, I took a stab at the roast.
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