I love food and tonight I was amped about my delicious quesadillas I was going to make. However, I have yet to master the perfect cooking method. In a pan, the tortilla always messes up or you have to use much better and if you use the microwave, then they get all soggy. SICK. Anyway, I decide that the oven is the way to go.
Well, you see I tend to want everything to move quickly and what's the fastest way to cook things in the over....BROIL. Exactly. So I put them in the oven and proceed to rummage through the kitchen to find lovely compliments to my delicious dinner. Unfortunately, in all my 24 years of living I cannot for the life of me time the broiler correctly. One minute you look and it doesn't even look warm, the next minute your item has completely disintegrated into a pile of ash! Tonight was no exception. Of course I was on the phone when all of this was going on, but I started to smell smoke (guess they're done!) and my top tortillas were a charred, bubbly mess. Luckily, I could salvage the rest of the dang quesadilla...but not after setting off the smoke alarm in my apartment. Embarrassing. Well, after some frantic waving of the oven mitt in front of the detector, it stopped going off and I was able to replace the tops and eat dinner.
Whew, what an evening!
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