TOAST

For dinner on Thursday evening Karina wanted one of her favorite foods; Chicken Pot Pie.  I fixed her a plate of food and then went into the living room to play the piano.  I had only played a few pages of music when I looked up and saw smoke billowing out of the kitchen.  I ran in and could see that it was coming from the toaster.  There were 4 pieces of burningf toast in the toaster.  Karina was still sitting at the bar eating her food in the midst of all the smoke.  She simply said, "I am making toast."
It has been 3 days since the toast incident and our house still smells like burnt toast.  I hope we don't have permanent smoke damage.