What a crazy week! Our cook stove ovens keep dying, so we finally gave in and ordered
a new one that was set to come this past Wednesday, so Tuesday we marinated a chicken to christen it with. Tim takes Wednesday off from work, the truck finally arrives, they unbox the stove and it’s smashed. Unusable. So back it goes to the warehouse with the promise of a replacement the next morning, Thursday.
Tim takes another day off from work, and as he’s dropping me off at school they call and ask, “What time shall we deliver your new stove Friday?” Tim says, “You’re supposed to bring it today!” They apologize and schedule for Friday. Meanwhile Tim continues on to the island to get some work in, but he had no tools with him because he hadn’t planned for this. It was much harder to work without them.
The next day we flip the chicken again to even out the marinade, and Tim gets the call to schedule the drop off. Only instead of picking a time, they inform him that upon checking this new stove they found that it is also damaged. So they won’t be coming down. Oh, and by the way, we have no more of those models left. Not sure when they’ll send us more.
So I wound up smoking and roasting the chicken in the toaster oven Friday night, after soaking it for half a week in the fridge! It fit, but took almost an extra hour to cook through and crisp up the skin. The sugar peas were soggy and the quinoa was cold when we finally carved into it. But we didn’t die from eating old, weirdly cooked chicken, so I guess there’s that.
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