funny duck story.... when I lived in a bottom-floor apartment...
Being the good *new* wife that I was, I decided to make hubby's favorite oriental duck. The recipe I got called for making it the "traditional" way - hang it for 12 hours to dry out the skin before cooking it. Well, the only place I could find to hang it was from the chandelier over the dining table. So, I put a big pot under it (it released a lot of liquid). Well, this was right in front of the big window facing the courtyard. I can't tell you how many people walking by had to stop and do a double-take! I don't know what they thought, but being Santa Monica, you can be assured they didn't see this sight very often *g*
Oh, and the duck was fabulous, although what a mess it makes in the oven!