Our plans included just the eleven of us, sticky buns for breakfast, appetizers through the day and fried turkey with all the fixings late afternoon. I got a stove off of Craigslist earlier in the week. My commercial stove has had a few minor frustrations… more on that later. We decided to switch back to a regular propane stove. So my new stove and my old stove were both in my kitchen, and I ignored the baking that needed to happen until the new stove was installed. That happened Wednesday night.
So this morning kids were tasked with beginning pie prep and I was in the bedroom getting ready for the day and Blaine came in. “There’s ten minutes left on the pumpkin pie and Stellan locked the oven and it won’t open.”
He turned the oven off, I turned to google. Nothing I found helped. I finally jimmied the door and got it to open around the lock. The pumpkin pie survived unscathed. But I still had things to bake, including two more pies and several casseroles, and the oven now wouldn’t close.
In the midst of all that, Blaine discovered that the new propane cook stove was actually set up for natural gas. Not propane. He found the parts to switch it out attached to the back of the stove and took it apart and fixed it. In doing so, he decided that 100% of my frustrations with the commercial stove were because it too was set up for natural gas, not propane.
Now we’re considering fixing the commercial stove and keeping it instead of selling it. Six burners and the plate shelf were all pretty fantastic. Not sure what to do there.
So. Oven. Blaine took the oven door off, got everything switched out, and in doing so, the oven suddenly decided to unlock. He doesn’t know what he did to make that cooperate, but I’m thankful it did. We got it going again, baked pies, and ate an early supper.
It’s things like this that make for the more memorable days. Remember the time Stellan locked the oven and held the pumpkin pie hostage? Yeah… fun times.