Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Happy hour!

There's nothing like nearly burning down your kitchen to get your adrenaline pumping. I went from preparing dinner while feeling very slow and hugely pregnant to dashing around with scalding pots and pans while keeping a toddler away from the open hot oven door! Yikes.

It all started a few days ago when I was getting ready to host a backyard play date at our house. Given that the playing would all be happening in the backyard I suppose I could have relaxed a little on cleaning the house but whatever. You know how that goes. As it was dirty dishes were STILL stacked on the counter despite my attempts at a short-cut. There were just that many. I don't think a single one of the other moms cared. It's almost as if they came over to see ME and NOT my kitchen! Huh! Interesting thought. I'll make sure to ponder that as soon as my dishes are done.

Here's how I attempted to look more put together than I was: I stashed several dirty pots and pans in the oven. And by "several" I mean "as many as would fit." I had never done that before, but desperate times call for desperate measures. As I was doing it I had the sense to opt for the oven-safe pans as a precautionary measure. Even though I fully intended to address the dirty dishes problem before I next used the oven, you never know what could happen.

And happen it did. Out of sight, out of mind! Tonight as I prepared macaroni and cheese from scratch (with "help" from a 1.5 year old who wanted to "Watsh? Mommy? Watsch?" and by "watsh" she means "wave measuring spoons around and plunge them into or at any available ingredient at the least helpful time") I wondered what was taking the oven so long to preheat. I didn't realize it until I opened the door to insert my macaroni and cheese. Cue dashing around with piping hot pans while bellowing "sit down on your bottom and STAY THERE" to the helpful toddler wanting to join in on the excitement.

I'm happy to say that I only lost one lid (and fortunately it was the kind of plastic that did NOT melt into an impossible-to-clean-up puddle) and we are just about ready to sit down and enjoy the macaroni and cheese. Which turned out fantastically even with my additions of sliced tomatoes and bread crumbs on top and bacon bits through out.


  1. My mom keeps the cast iron pan in the oven and i NEVER remember that it's in there until the oven is already hot. Then i have to try to make sure i don't touch it on top of the stove!

  2. Carrie above me wasn't honest, I will be....I'm laughing... =)-TAB

  3. I'm not laughing. I swear I'm not. That totally sounds like something I would do.My mom always used to keep the frying pan in the oven and I can't tell you how many times that poor pan had a melted handle until finally it was just a stub and we would get a new one and start over. It taught me never to put my frying pan in the oven *lol*.

  4. We've always used the oven just as extra storage space for oven safe pans but sometimes, for space saving purposes, other things get stuck in there too. Once I accidentally pre-heated the oven thinking that it was already empty b/c I saw the pile of pans that are usually in the oven on the table but a wooden cutting board was still stored inside. Wood doesn't do so well under the broiler (imagine that!) and it made the whole house smell like it was burning down! It's also happened here with a plastic tray (that thankfully didn't melt too badly but burning plastic is a smell I could do without). Glad everything turned out ok!

  5. Adam's grandmother has those decorative burner covers on her stove. One time when we were visiting (I think before we were married, even), I turned on the wrong burner and completely ruined her cover-thiner. Homemade mac & cheese with tomatoes, bread crumbs, and bacon bits?! You cannot blog about such things when there isn't any available for me to eat right this very second. :)