Step 1: Battle with Delta & Orbitz on the phone for over an hour. Lose.
Step 2: Decide to step it up in the good wifery department & actually make a decent dinner on a weeknight.
Step 3: Spend over an hour going to 4 different neighborhood grocery stores looking for key ingredient.
Step 4: Preheat oven to a nice & toasty 400˚.
Step 5: Wait for smell of melting plastic*.
See, what I failed to mention in my fail-proof steps is that my kitchen is tiny. Have I mentioned that before? It's tiny. Or, I suppose I should say that it's quaint. It's cozy. It's very New York (i.e. small & expensive). Half of my kitchen stuff is on an extended vacation in New Canaan because there just wasn't room in our little love nest. Me, being the clever person that I am, have tried to make the best of my situation. A piece of furniture is on order so that I can finally unpack my box of spices that is still sitting on the kitchen floor. In the meantime, I have been taking advantage of my oven for some extra storage for baking dishes & cookie sheets.
Including my cake pan. My cake pan with the really thick, plastic lid.
A special thanks goes out to Mike who spent 2 hours scraping plastic out of our oven, to Two Boots for (eventually) delivering some yummy pizza, & for The Bachelorette for providing us with quality entertainment while we waited for almost 2 hours for said pizza to arrive.
Moving on now.
*Yes, I took a photo through my tears. I cried. I was frustrated, about numerous things. And yet I still grabbed my camera. Sad? Mike mentioned (safely later) that I should have taken a photo of the Do Not Put in Oven instructions that were stamped on the top of the plastic lid.
**It should be noted that good things happened on my Monday. Friend Lindsey in London sent me a text message. I don't know why it made me so happy except that a) I love Lindsey, & b) she's in London, so regular texts are unexpected. Secondly - lunch with friend Suzi, which needs to be documented because I ate enough that dinner probably really just wasn't necessary last night anyway. I could have saved myself a lot of grief.
6 comments:
Oh Kathryn! I actually did the same thing in our NY apartment, only I melted a toaster oven inside our oven. Not good.
how's it smelling? let's go eat some feelings today, yeah?
I am glad my text helped brighten a frustrating day! thanks again for the brownie recipe. so yummy.
boo for small kitchens.
Mmmm...the nachos...I need some more.
Hi Kathryn...just wanted to let you know that I linked to your blog today after writing about a new cupcake shop here in Boston. Hope you don't mind!
Le tme just say I have done this multiple times and never learned my lesson. I'm so sorry my dear. Cheer up, this means you can go buy pretty new pans!
Post a Comment