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Cooking with Cassie – Pesky Stove

So Matt and I moved into our new place a few months ago and it has been a BIG upgrade from our last place. (The vents actually work and aren’t black on the inside? Say what??) But the kitchen has been one of the best parts about this move. We have a DISHWASHER! Woo!

The only problem? The stove and oven still baffle me.

This Cooking with Cassie will take us back in time to the first time I cooked in our new kitchen.

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You know the deal.

 

Cooking with Cassie 2.0: Cooking in the new home!

I know it’s hard to believe but I was the first one to cook in our fancy new kitchen!

And I’m the only one so far… What’s up with that?

I decided to cook pasta because it’s easy and I was super tired from cleaning up the old apartment.

I’m not kidding, I had to paint two giant walls and scrub everything. (Which I think is kind of stupid considering when we moved in, it was still kind of dirty and they spray painted EVERYTHING white. I mean everything. Electrical outlets, the fire alarm, light switches… it was a fire hazard nightmare.)

So I was rightfully tired!

So I chose pasta and decided on ground chicken instead of ground beef just for kicks. (Because I do what I want!)

Everything was going smoothly (successfully cut up the veggies without losing a finger!) until I tried to turn on the stove.

I turned the dial for the burner I waned but it wasn’t getting hot right away. So I then spent the next ten minutes messing with every switch on that stupid thing, thinking I was going crazy, until I realized, I was right the first time. (I should just go with my female instincts!) It just needs some time to get hot.

I may be an impatient person.

Maybe.

After sweating over that finally hot stove, finishing the rest of the pasta with only burning a few pieces of pasta… I wasn’t even hungry.

I was so tired that I didn’t eat… so who knows if it even tasted good?

I just laid down on the couch and passed out.

 

 

So that’s it. My first time cooking in my new home and I didn’t even eat it. Short and sweet. (Or savoury? Spicy? Who knows!)

Oi.