Sparking ovens... you gotta love 'em.
But clearly not that much, given that this is only the second time in 3.5 years that our oven has been cleaned. The first was because friends of AunTia were coming to stay in our house during the summer of 2018 while we were in Germany, and this time because my black pudding exploded inside it a couple of nights ago, covering all six surfaces and two shelves with stinking, smelly, greasy bloody sausage. It was horrible.
So as much as I'm enjoying the sparkle for the few days I have it, I'm thinking I'll be coming up with a different way to heat my puddin' up in the future!
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