Domestic goddess...

So, tonight I was feeling rather pleased with myself. I had such a great plan. And, Queen of All Cookers that I am, I decided to attempt a new feat in the kitchen. Unfortunately, about a half an hour after I started concocting my new creation, my apartment was filled with a dark cloud, as smoke was pouring out of my oven. (I never knew that smoke would come out of the grates on the stove top.) I spent several minutes with my patio door open, fanning my ceiling, attempting to stop the loud beeping the was escaping from my tiny smoke detector. (Strange how such a small thing can make such an annoying noise.)

Obviously, as you see above, my first pie crust was a disaster. Never fear, however, I had a spare pie crust sitting in my refrigerator, and fifteen minutes later I was able to eat my Chicken Pot Pie without any burnt after taste.

Maybe I should stick to frozen pot pie...