Burnt Offering

I spotted a very unfortunate turn of phrase the other day, in an article about a woman whose cat had died. Apparently she'd had it for 16 years and was therefore extremely upset when it passed on. So much so that she'd kept its body in the freezer in a linen bag full of flowers for several days before she could bear to dispose of it. However, she eventually brought herself to cremate the cat in her garden, where:

"My husband and I toasted him with champagne"

I wonder where she got that recipe...