There’s nothing that says, “Lovin’ from the oven’ like the inaugural burning of chicken pot pie in my new counter top convection oven.
In case you haven’t read my blog entries or my humor book, I have a special touch with appliances.
I look at them from 100 feet away and they go up in smoke.
Hence, my cooking has suffered and although the pantry is full, there’s not much that can be done with 2 burners and a microwave.
I' m not forgetting the crock pot, my used to be favorite appliance, until now. I have a new Calphalon Convection Oven.
Bye bye, toaster oven.
One cannot go through the Christmas season without the smell of sugar cookies or roasting ham.
You know the saying “If Mamma ain’t happy, no one ain’t happy.”
I need cookies to remain jolly.
It has been several months, most likely nine, since the oven and microwave died.
I’ve replaced the microwave but haven’t been able to replace the big downdraft oven with something that might take 3 mortgage payments.
So I did the next best thing, I bought a little culinary helper and it’s prominently displayed on the counter above the dishwasher.
I shouldn’t have written that appliance… it’s likely to be next on the “dead” list.
The directions of the oven look complicated.
Consequently, since I didn’t follow them, my lunch burned and there is a lingering smell in the kitchen.
I won’t tell Scott.
He was hopeful that I would be a better cook with a new oven.
Maybe he should speak to Santa.
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