More shenanigans from the universe.
I planned to make a gigantic batch of oatmeal raisin cookies so the little people would never feel the disappointment of an empty cookie jar.
I’m on schedule with freshly made mango black cherry ice cream (a flavor request) chilling in the freezer.
Everything was going according to plan until I turned on the oven to preheat and nothing happened.
No heat, no nothing. The panel showed that it was on and preheating, but there was no heat.
UH OH. Those cookies aren’t going to bake themselves.
I was stuck with a batch of cookies all ready to go on two baking sheets with the rest of the mixture in the refrigerator waiting their turn, along with a batch of granola for my son.
I WAS IN PANIC MODE.
No oven means no baking, no pizza, no lasagna–and that totally stresses me out because this grandma loves nothing more than to watch my kids and grandkids eat the food I lovingly prepare.
It’s a win-win for all of us!
I ran next door to my very very nice neighbors who fired up their oven so I could bake the cookies, (for the price of a few for them to eat, which is a fair exchange, an easy quid pro quo).
The cookies baked just fine, but the granola burned to a crisp. OMG, that’s never happened before.
The oven repairman is coming tomorrow and hopefully it’s not a major issue, but I have no idea what’s wrong.
Why? Why now?