While making Sunday dinner today I forgot about some buns I had put in the oven to toast. I remembered them once I saw the little tendrils of smoke coming out of the oven. Upon opening the oven, I found that the buns were very, very black and smelled very, very burnt.
I grabbed the tray out of the oven and since they were too hot to put in the garbage and too fragrant to keep in the house, I did the first thing that came to mind - run outside and throw them in the bushes by our door.
After dumping the goods, I noticed our neighbor (who we don't know well at all) was standing right there watching the whole thing. I muttered "burned food" at her before racing back inside. Consequently, there is no photo with this post because I figured the only thing more strange than throwing food in the bushes would be to go back outside and take a picture of it.