When Dorie Greenspan was 12 years old, she set her parents’ kitchen ablaze.
The story starts with Greenspan and her two friends, a hankering for frozen french fries, and a boiling pot of oil; it ends in a whoosh of “amazing flames,” she recalled, ones that “licked the side of the pot and formed a big teardrop and went up to the cabinets above the stove and the ceiling.”