So, I wanted to bake an apple pie. Wasn't my first time.
hard at work, like I know what I'm doing... |
ready for the top layer of crust |
The pie went in the oven, sat there cooking peacefully. Forty five minutes later the timer went off, I checked the pie, it looked great. (You have to take my word for it: I have no pic to prove it.) So what did I do? I put on my big red oven mitts, picked up the aluminum plate with the pie, and voilà!
accidental apple cobbler |
this one is from another, more successful, day |
Lesson learned: next time I'll put an aluminum plate on a baking tray, take the tray out of the oven when the pie's done and let the pie cool till I can pick the plate with my bare hands. I won't grab a hot flexible aluminum plate with a nice pie in it wearing my bulky oven mitts!
Unless, of course, I decide I want another accidental apple cobbler which, by the way, was delicious!
you don't have to look good to taste great! |
Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)
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