Well that was a bust... literally

Well. Since I'm a little obsessive about my baking stone, I was going to write a post about how I was so excited to get my new one (UPS brought it a couple of days ago) and celebrate by making Broccoli Cheese Braid (our fave) today. So I get out my camera and I was thinking oh goodness, I have SO much work to do... you can see, comparatively, how much just a year seasons it (imagine my Grandma's... she's had hers since the late '90's).


So I mix up the braid, put it all together, stick it in the oven... I'm doing the dishes and all of a sudden I hear a familiar POP... I opened up the oven door and sure enough, just what I thought, the stone had broken. There was still about 10 minutes to go on the braid so I just kept it in there and stuck a pan underneath it in case any pieces fell down, I mean there was no need to ruin our dinner... (its not burnt the picture is just dark.)


Brand new stone. I am so puzzled. I've cooked on them a million times before, so it can't be user error that two have broke in a row... I really think it might be my oven. My other one broke, then on Thanksgiving the heating element wire thing on the bottom of my oven got all freaky (the maintenance man changed it the next day) and then this one snaps. All of this in what, a two, three week period? I'm antsy for Monday to roll around so I can go talk to Larry... it's no secret that I hate my (OLD as dirt) oven, and now that TWO (not cheap) stones have broken something has to happen. I'm going to call Pampered Chef on Monday as well and explain what happened... hopefully they'll send me another replacement, but I'd understand if they wouldn't again-we'll have to see.

So... to be continued.