Thank you George Foreman!

So we had a funny little mishap at our house this week. Tanner was doing some great cooking as always (I knew I married him for a good reason ;) and I was in the living room having a little nap. The next thing I hear is "crap!" I walk into the kitchen (no need to run because it isn't far enough way from the living room in a one bedroom apartment) and I come to find out that when Tanner was preparing his grill he didn't know the plastic drip pan was still inside just melting away. He, needless to say, was a little upset. We thought his grill was completely ruined. So we turned it off and were settled on having to throw it away. Miraculously, when he started picking at it after it cooled off it all came right off. Talk about non-stick! The grill was as good as new; like nothing had even happened to it. We were much happier about that. Tanner has decided he needs to write a letter to Mr. George Foreman to applaud him for his excellent grill. Bravo!