10 February 2009
The Way To A Man's Heart
A cookie monster lives in my house and it's name is CarGuy. Every week I bake up a batch cookies. The last several batches have been a struggle to get right. I thought that maybe the door had warped further but CarGuy did not believe it was the door but he gave no further thought (or help) on what the problem could rightly be.
Then came the tuna casserole. The oven temp was set 25 degrees higher to compensate for the warped door and the casserole baked for 30 minutes. Supper was served. With the first bite, I knew. I looked at CarGuy and asked "Is your's cold?". He nodded and I started to whinge about the oven as I popped the casserole into the microwave. Still no response from him.
I bought a new oven thermometer and installed it in place of the old one. The oven now had a 50 degree difference in temperature. Ackkk! The next batch of cookies were made the standard way except I leaned against the door to keep it closed. BTW, a good book comes in handy for this type of cooking. Sunday, another batch of cookies was made but I decided that I was not going to stand at the oven while they baked. The resulting cookies had underdone centers and overdone edges. CarGuy was not happy that his cookies changed.
I gave him an ultimatum: either fix the oven (new door hinge and oven element) or buy a new stove. One or the other. There will be no baking until something happens. He immediately googled parts for the range.
I'll keep you posted.