Twice last week I had beautiful pans of vegetables that started out looking like this:
Turn into garbage down the disposal that looked like this:
Because my oven went to 550 on its own accord. And filled the house with smoke. Twice.
The second time, dinner turned from whole pork tenderloin with roasted vegetables into pork medallions with mustard sauce, creamed spinach and Trader Joe's frozen brown rice:
Happily, yesterday my oven turned from this:
Best. Landlord. Ever.