Good things come to those who wait....

Ha. Actually, good things come to those who wish and hope and demand. After resolving to ditch convenience and get back to the creative days of yesteryear (aka summer), I put in a phone call to our landlord explaining firmly that the lack of a functioning oven for the majority of our tenure was more than an inconvenience...it had, in fact, affected our entire way of life.

The next day Arthur brought us a brand new, never been used and definitely not broken oven. It was a wonderful day. We celebrated with muffins!

The funny thing is, all of our ovens are still on the premises. We have a bit of a habitat forming here in our building for old, abandoned ovens. They're really social creatures, you see, and feel the need to stay close to one another even in their old age.

The first is hanging out on our back porch serving as a perch for the neighborhood birds. It's getting pretty disgusting, as you might imagine. It has also been completely covered with ice at least twice in the past couple of weeks.

The second oven is on the landing downstairs outside of our neighbor's door. Sidney, we're sorry! Alas, with the never ending precipitation and vicious temperatures, Arthur has not made it back out to the apartment.

Many good things have been made and eaten since the arrival of our new oven...

Third time's the charm!