Anyway, my 536 year old stove has been acting wonky for almost two months. The stove-top works fine, but the oven is a no-go. We had the same problem about a year after we moved in. Don and I ate the cost, but this time we decided to be more agressive. So... long story short, I called the Public Service, and they'll be out in the early morning hours tomorrow. We can deduct the cost of repairs from the rent.
Anyway... monetary issues aside, I miss my oven! I miss being able to roast a chicken, or pop in an Atkins-friendly seafood quiche. I miss being able to make decadent chocolate chip oatmeal cookies for friends, or likewise an absurdly brilliant marble-cheesecake. I hate not being able to make my terrific chicken breasts baked with garlic, shallots and fresh herbs. I hate not being able to IF I SO CHOOSE, make a frelling cake! Low-carb diet aside, I should have the option of producing layered-buttercream-frosted-yumminess for those of my friends who need not worry about dietary restrictions.
Return my oven. Please?