That's why I don't make toast anymore...D thinks it's hilarious that I can cook, but can't seem to get the toast thing down. Ah well! It's good to see I'm not alone!
Brown is good with a nice taste. Further pyrolysis to black charcoal is not good, although I do remember eating (once as a kid) charcoal picked off of the barn posts that had been through a fire, and the charcoal of burnt matches. SPH-1 suggests the acquisition of a new toaster. I suggest the abandonment of the compormised toaster oven and the acquistion of a dedicated toasting appliance. Love ya.
The "compromised toaster" is also known as our oven, so I'm not ready to kick it out the door. Although I had to laugh at myself when I remembered the toast--wondering, "Why is the smoke smell getting worse" because, yes, I'd just dealth with another "situation". And then remembering, opening the oven and closing it again quickly as a billow of smoke escaped, but realizing that I hadn't fixed the problem yet. And once the smoke detectors started I was in a hurry to get them to stop before the sprinklers started (I'm not sure how much time I have for that...)
Fortunately most sprinklers are temperature triggered, rather than smoke or vapor. We often set off our smoke alarm with the shower, so I don't think you can always rely on the smoke detector to only detect smoke.
Toast like this is so common in my family history that it's even given the distinction of a name. "Jennifer Toast." The background goes like this: a semi-sort-of cousin-once-or-twice removed named Jennifer went over to visit the aunt across the street. When her mother came to pick her up again Jennifer skipped happily home, telling about the fun things she'd done there. "And I learned how to make toast, Mom! You burn it black and scrape the black off and then it's toast!"
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YUMMY!
Daddy-O likes dark toast but I think those are even too dark for him. Better luck next time! Love - SPH-1
That's why I don't make toast anymore...D thinks it's hilarious that I can cook, but can't seem to get the toast thing down. Ah well! It's good to see I'm not alone!
Brown is good with a nice taste. Further pyrolysis to black charcoal is not good, although I do remember eating (once as a kid) charcoal picked off of the barn posts that had been through a fire, and the charcoal of burnt matches.
SPH-1 suggests the acquisition of a new toaster.
I suggest the abandonment of the compormised toaster oven and the acquistion of a dedicated toasting appliance.
Love ya.
Looks great! Just add extra jam to cover the burned taste.
How many times have I seen this at my own house . . . :o)
The "compromised toaster" is also known as our oven, so I'm not ready to kick it out the door. Although I had to laugh at myself when I remembered the toast--wondering, "Why is the smoke smell getting worse" because, yes, I'd just dealth with another "situation". And then remembering, opening the oven and closing it again quickly as a billow of smoke escaped, but realizing that I hadn't fixed the problem yet. And once the smoke detectors started I was in a hurry to get them to stop before the sprinklers started (I'm not sure how much time I have for that...)
Really Peanut-- I know you think Razor is smart, but it's time to revoke her appliance privleges! :)
Fortunately most sprinklers are temperature triggered, rather than smoke or vapor. We often set off our smoke alarm with the shower, so I don't think you can always rely on the smoke detector to only detect smoke.
Toast like this is so common in my family history that it's even given the distinction of a name. "Jennifer Toast." The background goes like this: a semi-sort-of cousin-once-or-twice removed named Jennifer went over to visit the aunt across the street. When her mother came to pick her up again Jennifer skipped happily home, telling about the fun things she'd done there. "And I learned how to make toast, Mom! You burn it black and scrape the black off and then it's toast!"
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