I thought she was gonna commit suicide right there, because of the custom white silk drapes. Fortunately, I innocently asked if our homeowners policy covered it, she called Roger the insurance guy, and we had appallingly expensive new drapes made and paid for by State Farm. (Roger's wife, coincidentally, got the untouched set from the other window. Insurance companies apparently sell replaced property to their employees and families.)

We found hidden sauce splats for years afterward -- behind the fridge, under ledgey bits of furniture, etc.