As if I were having a deja vu moment, I got a text last night asking if I was at home and if I knew that there was a fire burning at the apartment complex I live at. I was in a Chinese take out place when I got the text. While driving there, I saw two volunteer vehicles going past me towards Buchanan with their lights on. I didn't pay much notice to them but then I knew why there speeding on their way.
As I approached my apartment, the block was closed off and I had to drive around. I managed to find a temporary place to park my car and I walked the rest of the way. There was a good sized crowd watching and I joined them for a little while.
Thankfully, it wasn't my building but it was the one across the parking lot from me. I looked at the building this morning and it confirmed my guess that I made last night--that it was a kitchen fire.