The weather turned dark and dreary a couple weeks ago and living in a bombed out shell of a house had started to become depressing. Scaffolding has been firmly planted in the front entry way for months so it is no surprise that construction is in progress but we usually hear something along the lines of “OMG, you guys are REALLY remodeling!” when a visitor crosses the threshold. Yes, and since July!
The Holidays restored my festive mood; I love Christmas season. Work is busy but the Holidays are sparkly and fun and we spend many nights with friends and family. January is fast approaching and there won’t be much time for fun and parties then.
Friday, Saturday, and Sunday were party nights and I ran home to change for a dinner commitment Monday evening only to discover a big, bloody, disgusting steak marinating on the kitchen (BATHROOM!) counter. Lewis came up the stairs, his cute face puckered up in disappointment. Apparently the plumbers had disconnected the gas line to the BBQ, again. His steak would not be grilled after all. I don’t eat meat but I can’t imagine that a toaster oven cooked steak is anything close to a BBQd one!
Well it wasn’t a grilled steak, but I was able to masterfully broil a boneless rib eye in the toaster oven and even had leftovers for a steak sandwich the next day. Had a good laugh about it with the plumber. He forgot to reconnect the BBQ after pressure testing the system.
What do you do if your oven/BBQ is broken? Pizza? Chinese?