Once upon a time, some while ago, at a dear friends home I put a book down on the stove.
It was back when electrical stoves still had the raised rings, and went dark long before they were cold...no warning lights :)
The book was of the kind that has the plastic peel back for arranging photos. It was being used as a recipe book. This book is still much used and oh so identifiable.
I burned in the rings, perhaps a non-verbal statement about my feelings towards cooking :)
And someone else drew the smiley face. I remember offering to replace the book at the time...it was new and mostly empty, but apparently this is kitchen art.