(I posted about this somewhere else on here so my apologies for recycling a story to those who might have read it already)
I use to prepare shrimp and lobster vodka sauce flambe’ in a parmesean cheese wheel. As the shrimp and lobster flambe’d in the wheel I would scrape sides of the bowl we carved into the wheel infusing the cheese into the dish. Obviously the cheese would melt and after it’s last use the bowl would have like tear drops of cheese that started to melt and then cooled and and hardened as we put the wheel into the walk in for the night.
The next day when you would make your first dish or two, the little tear drops act like bumps on the bowl so as you are stirring to infuse the cheese into the dish, the spoon would hit a “bump” and some of the liquid would splash on me, (always stir away from the customers) thus routinely setting my suit jacket briefly ablaze.
One time I was doing it and I had set my left arm, sleeve on fire and I didn’t realize. I literally had the table next to me tap me to say; “Just wanted to let you know your arm is on fire”…(me) “Oh thank you!! Happens all the time!!” The dish was warmly known as the “Flaming Cheese Wheel of Death” by my staff. (and some of the better customers)
I do not have any movies of me doing the flambe but here is a still of it from the old website. 
