I cook quite a bit. There are few things I love more in the world than coming home, putting on a podcast, and cooking up a storm. My only roommate is my dog, but I still manage to cook for four to five people a night. A few months ago, my 1973 (rough estimate) oven went on strike. It was a crapshoot every time I turned it on, and I had to have a clever back up plan for every meal that called for baking. I sauteed a lot of kale.
My landlord concurred that it wasn't just a broken oven, it was an old, decrepit oven that needed to be replaced. I thanked the kitchen appliance gods that had also gotten me a new fridge a few weeks before hand, but not until I had two straight months of mysteriously chunky milk and thawing frozen vegetables.
I came home from work two hours early today; I haven't been feeling well and was hoping I could just nap off what I theorize is an impending cold. As I was approaching my block, I wondered why on earth there was a massive 18-wheeler on the corner, and when I got to my building, I knew what it was. My oven had arrived. After weeks of bookmarking recipes that called for an oven, it was finally here. But it had arrived the same day I just wanted to turn my room into a cave and sleep until it was dark.
I tried to take the dog for a long walk to give the maintenance guy some privacy while doing the 'ol oven switcharoo (he declined my offers of assistance), but a chubby, short dog is not inclined to walk for longer than 30 minutes when it's 88 degrees out. When we got back, I tried to do some more work, because napping while a man installs your new oven just feels weird.
He left at five. I should've just stayed at the office.
All my kvetching aside, I still got a solid two-hour nap in this afternoon and am feeling slightly less "ehhh." The sneezing and runny nose persist, though. I now have a functioning oven, after months of being relegated to the stovetop!
So you're new to Bmore. May I suggest some gluten-free baking options for when you find some wonderfully priced avocados at Safeway? (Inspiration found here) I didn't have chevre or parsley on hand, so I used swiss cheese and some smoked Chipotle hot sauce. Bacon would've been phenomenal on it, as well. If you're new to Bmore and sick in colder weather months, I cannot recommend Soup's On highly enough. They make my ill I-don't-want-to-cook-but-need-to-eat-something-lest-I-disintegrate heart happy.
Fun aside: my new oven came with a "Recipe for Safer Cooking!" pamphlet, complete with colored illustrations on how to keep an eye on your food. It's also designed as though it could be on a Tampax box, with some violet tones and swirly pink font. Wonderful.