The Sunday before Thanksgiving my oven died. I had only been in this apartment a couple of months at that point, but had already made a birthday cake, two attempts at apple pie, muffins, brownies and a baked macaroni and cheese. That fateful Sunday I was preheating the oven for another batch of muffins when all of a sudden there was a black poof of smoke that came from the top of the oven door and a strong smell of gas.
I turned it off immediately.
What with I had just had the issue with the hot water heater, I decided to wait a couple of days before calling my landlord.
Then, when I got around to it – he was on a business trip. My landlord is pretty responsible and he wanted to be there when the repairman came, just to make sure everything was fair and above board.
By the time we had coordinated a time with the repairman and the landlord it was already December.
I had never seen an oven installed (or rather, “uninstalled”) previously. Between the two of them, they slid it out and started looking for the problem. After a couple of minutes it was obvious to us all – the wires that delivered the heat had shorted out and it was very good that I had turned it off after the “poof.”
That part required a special order and another couple of weeks of waiting. The oven was fixed two Sundays before Christmas but at that point I didn’t have time to bake as I was preparing for my trip back to the US. Still not baking…
But – I finally tried it out again with a lovely batch of corn muffins and it is working great. In addition I baked pork chops with tomatoes and lemons. According to my oven thermometer, the temperature still may be a little lower than the control panel, but I’m in business again!
What should I bake next?