Chicken fat and tragedy

I woke up this morning to a lake of chicken fat a foot in diameter on my kitchen counter.  It spread underneath the microwave and dribbled down the sides of the crockpot from which it had originated.  Let this be a lesson to you.  Never overfill a crockpot when you make chicken broth from the remains of a roasted chicken.  It can result in a huge mess.  On the positive side, at least the broth is mostly defatted.  And tomorrow I will have gorgeous, yummy chicken soup.

On a sadder note, the other thing that happened this morning, far more tragic than a pool of overflowing chicken fat, is that Star C. Foster, aka Sarcasmo died of a pulmonary embolism.  I’ve posted about it on the Metroblog and have tried to gather other posts dedicated to her from across the blogosphere.