
Tonight, for the first time, it delivered dinner perfectly cooked and I’m confidant I can finally persuade and cajole it to do so again and again. Now, I’m not a food photographer by any stretch of the imagination, but I was so excited over this I had to share. The girls helped me make the dough this morning in time for it to rise for one of their favorite meals, calzone (or inside-out pizza, as they like to call it). Isn't it delectable-looking?
I’m just so happy to finally be on speaking terms with this oven; hopefully we have a lot of future years together of happiness and productiveness to make up for all these months of giving each other the evil eye.
3 comments:
I'm glad you said what kind of food it was... I thought that they were baked potatoes. opps :-)
Love, your sister who obviously doesn't cook
Congratulations Jill! Calzone from scratch is no simple task in any oven, consider it a true victory.
Love,
Wendi
Kristi, you literally made me laugh out loud! And it's okay...I'd rather not cook either. :)
Wendi, thank you! I'm just so pleased to have a cooperating oven. It's the little things in life that sometimes are the most exciting. :)
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