What did the casserole dish say when I finally found it three days after Thanksgiving?

I spent half the weekend tearing apart the kitchen looking for my good casserole dish. Checked every cabinet twice. Texted my sister to ask if I'd left it at her house.

Then this morning I moved the slow cooker on the counter.

Punchline

There it was, sitting pretty, like it had been waiting for me to finish the tutorial level.

Apparently I only search the front row of my own kitchen.