Burnt toast. That’s the smell that lingers in my olfactory senses. Constantly. Pervasively. It’s been hanging there for months now, even though no one has burned toast around here for who knows how long.
I love my instant pot! I throw everything and anything into it and out comes dinner, sometimes its a mystery dinner. My family just loves those. However, when I found out that I can make my own wine, lets just say my mind was blown!