Dangling Past Participle (edit)

[wasellajam]

Last Saturday morning, I was sitting in my favorite breakfast restaurant.  Beginning to read the news.

The place was just starting to fill up.  One of the staff rushed in, coat on crooked, with a black eye.

The waitresses huddled around her for a few minutes, then she vanished into the kitchen.

The potatoes in the hash were underdone and lumpy.   Better than burnt, I guess.

pain is pain 
thanks for this