The oven is in!
(A Belated Post from Wednesday last week...)
Omigosh, y'all. My double oven has been installed (by no fewer than THREE strong men) into the wall. We reheated some quiche that the Firs' Years made in their Wednesday Professional Cooking Lab.
Jim spent a good hour talking with GE in order to get the Internets communicating with our OVEN this evening (what!? Did I need Internet connectivity with my oven? Did I know I wanted it?).
Well, when Jim sent me the link to the app, and said hey, just log in with the stored password (by the way, go get you 1Password for ALL your freaky passwords) and you can control the oven remotely, I was like, well, meh, I'll check it out when I get home.
But then I downloaded the app.
And logged in.
And then...
Hey.
Okay, that's freaking cool.
So yeah. The first thing we'd wanted to cook in that oven is some homemade pizza, but instead, it was student-made quiche, reheated. And it was oh so good.
This day was nuts, too. There was an active shooter situation on the West Side today, and I made the mistake of watching probably a good hour of live coverage on the news, which just made me nervous and antsy and scared. What am I supposed to do in that situation? How would I keep my students safe, if it had been in my school? Things I must learn or re-learn. But regardless, it's a reminder to live each day well, because it just might be. And that really sucks.
So it's really good to be distracted by my fine students and to help them learn how to make pie and how to whip cream in class. And to even have to do some of their dishes afterward, because it's a learning opportunity for all of us. That I need to take care of myself better, by asking my students to take care of those things, those caramel-y messes that they made. Anyway. I'm rambling.
Seacrest, out.
Omigosh, y'all. My double oven has been installed (by no fewer than THREE strong men) into the wall. We reheated some quiche that the Firs' Years made in their Wednesday Professional Cooking Lab.
Well, when Jim sent me the link to the app, and said hey, just log in with the stored password (by the way, go get you 1Password for ALL your freaky passwords) and you can control the oven remotely, I was like, well, meh, I'll check it out when I get home.
But then I downloaded the app.
And logged in.
And then...
Hey.
Okay, that's freaking cool.
So yeah. The first thing we'd wanted to cook in that oven is some homemade pizza, but instead, it was student-made quiche, reheated. And it was oh so good.
This day was nuts, too. There was an active shooter situation on the West Side today, and I made the mistake of watching probably a good hour of live coverage on the news, which just made me nervous and antsy and scared. What am I supposed to do in that situation? How would I keep my students safe, if it had been in my school? Things I must learn or re-learn. But regardless, it's a reminder to live each day well, because it just might be. And that really sucks.
So it's really good to be distracted by my fine students and to help them learn how to make pie and how to whip cream in class. And to even have to do some of their dishes afterward, because it's a learning opportunity for all of us. That I need to take care of myself better, by asking my students to take care of those things, those caramel-y messes that they made. Anyway. I'm rambling.
Seacrest, out.
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