Displacement Baking

A shiny new (or good as new, anyway) oven, another day stuck inside, and a difficult day tomorrow. What's a girl to do? Tie on an apron, and bake. It's possible I went slightly overboard; I now have two chicken and dumpling casseroles, one vat of cauliflower cheese, an equally large vat of chocolate and oatmeal pudding, and a vast tin of Cornish Fairings (gingersnap type biscuits).

My oven is still shiny and new, and it is a positive pleasure to be able to smell the intermingled scents of casseroles and chocolate rice, rather than the thick black smeech I've been breathing in whenever the oven was on lately. The oven seems to be running a little more quietly too; I dread to think how many drips it takes to seize the fan up like that! I think we should be just about set for meals for the next month few days; Mog enjoyed a multisensory bakefest, and I feel as though I have achieved something.

Sadly although the oven is shiny, I now have a mountain of washing up to wade through, and need to find out whether my casserole dish is freezable. Eating the biscuits and dumplings does much to stave off thoughts of tomorrow though.

Tia