Note to future chefs of the world:

When you go to make chiles rellenos, make them in a kitchen with a stove hood.

Just picture this: a be-aproned Rebecca using a pole to whack away at a certain smoke detector that's out of arm's reach, while delicious chiles cook away in a pan on the stove. Okay, maybe there was a bit of smoking oil involved.

It was probably just about that funny, especially when my phone started to ring. I elected not to answer it.

The good news is, the chiles were fatty and delicious. But I don't know if it was worth losing my ability to hear high-pitched noises (that smoke detector sure can shriek!).

I think I'll just roast the next set of chiles, and leave it at that. Maybe they'll freeze well and I'll have chiles for forever!