"You're not going to put that on your blog, are you?"

Yes, I am.

Friend: "Excuse me a second. I need to get the garlic bread off my windshield."

There are probably only a handful of situations where that makes perfect sense. In this instance, the friend had wrapped the garlic bread in foil and leaned it on the windshield to be warmed by the sun. Of course. Like a mini solar oven.