Route 9 near the Chesterfield line has a grade just before the bridge that got me last fall. I was pulling a 14 foot dump trailer loaded with gravel and the truck started slipping around the 3/4 mark, so I backed down the whole thing in the rain. That spot has a little crown in the road where the water runs across and turns the top layer to soup. Since then the chains go on that hill anytime the sky even looks dark, and I added 200 pounds of sandbags over the rear axle. It adds ten minutes to the trip but it beats sliding backwards with a load on.

Friend haggled a room down $10 just by chatting up the owner at a guesthouse in Thailand.

Made the exact same mistake with a 6 quart, fresh potatoes just sit there and steam instead of getting crispy. My 4 quart works way better for a single batch, and I just do two rounds if people are hungry.