Burning down the house

While celebrating Lee's birthday I had a blond moment. Darla had already had a couple of cocktails while she patiently waited for us and I had a rather tasty Irish coffee. I'm not sure what P's excuse is as she only had a sip of a beer. All of a sudden, a very rude plastic burning smell permeated the air. I said to the gals, "is something on fire in here?" None of could tell where the odor was coming from until I finally got a clue and saw that my menu had a hole burning in it because I had opened it on a candle! The Black Thorne gets an A for atmosphere but unfortunately will be flunking the fire safety test.