It's been a while since I've posted, but I'm hoping to start posting everyday or at least every weekday. Just before the Memorial Day holiday, my oven died. I'm sure there are a lot of 33-year old women out there that probably don't even know how to work an oven unless it's of the microwave variety, but my oven and I are pretty tight. I've been known to bake cakes and cookies, muffins and pies. I also like to broil my meat, instead of frying it. Don't even get me started on pizza!
Initially, we were told by the landlord that we'd have a new stove on the Tuesday after Memorial Day. Tuesday came. No oven. No phone call. On Wednesday he called and said that the oven was on backorder and wouldn't be in until Friday. Yay. Another whole week without my oven. That really sucks!
Since the death of my oven, grocery shopping hasn't been much fun. As soon as I think of something I might like to have for dinner, the thought occurs to me that I'd need the oven in order to cook it. There's only so much you can do with a toaster oven, and the microwave is totally hopeless for some things.
My boyfriend's birthday is coming up on Monday, so I would like to be able to cook him a nice dinner and a cake. Here's hoping that I get the new stove on Friday. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Oh to be dependent on the landlord. Sorry you have no oven but I am thinking good thoughts that it arrives BEFORE MONDAY. (Maybe send blog to landlord??)
ReplyDeleteSo glad to hear you finally got it now!
ReplyDeleteWhen I lived in Spain, almost none of the appartments actually had stove, it was terrible! I got so desperate, I even tried to make pizza in the microwave once and fry my cookies in a pan - I don't recommend it. We used to meet up for baking sessions at my friend's place (the only one who had the luxury of a stove in her kitchen).