This reminded me of that one time when I left my soup warming up in the kitchen while I went back to my room to play some game. I've been doing this since I was like 12, but that time I'd forgotten about the soup and noticed something wrong when I started smelling something burning. I also had my door closed back then, so when I opened the door, the whole corridor that led to the kitchen was so smoked, that I could barely see anything and breathe. The soup, or rather vegetables and meat that were left of it, were burned to the point that I wouldn't even call them charred. There even wasn't any fire because there was nothing left to burn. And, yeah, it was quite tiresome to try to clean the thing I was warming the soup in, I though I'd basically ruined it, but I still use it from time to time.

That's kinda weird but it might be because of the oil since it doesn't cool that quickly, try frying without it. If that doesn't fix the pan problem than I can't even imagine what it is without you giving me every single step and detail about how you cook it, but that'd be an overkill I guess.

Whoa, pal, hold your libido there

Yeah, guess I should've taken the amount of food eaten while drinking into consideration too, my bad. Now that you mentioned it, I remembered the day when I hit 7 shots of some liquor, which taste I just can't stand now, while also playing that boring game "Republique" and I lost my shit everytime I heard French/English with heavy French accent for some reason.

Discover and try as many things as you can.

And then, probably, die of overdose\poisoning\other unpredicted consequences.