Sunday I had 1 loaf of bread left to make to complete this week's orders. I put it in the oven and went to take a shower (I had an hour after all). When I came out of the bathroom, my roommates told me they had smelled burning and gone to check on my bread. The temperature was set at 500 degrees!! Nobody knows how it happened... Needless to say the loaf was BLACK.
Monday I made another loaf and checked the oven every 15 minutes to make sure the kitchen ghost didn't try to pull another fast one on me. My loaf made it unscathed, but probably only because of the vigilance of my eagle eye...
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