Can you keep a secret? I wouldn't want it to get out but I have decided that the kitchen space on the boat leaves something to be desired: SPACE.
Now I understand that a lot of people who are on narrowboats go out to pubs for dinner and use the kitchen for breakfast and lunch only. And, it can handle that, just.
But I am a horse of a different color.
I like to make bread, bagels, soft pretzels, cookies, crisps, soups, jam, casseroles, and meals that go a little farther than sandwiches or beans on toast (both of which I like but not everyday).
Our little kitchen has 3 feet of narrow counter space. I can fill that up in the blink of an eye.
And then the fun begins.
Recently, I had a small tray of something set to go into the oven and one coming out of the oven. I had just finished one step of a recipe by heating things on the stove. I was searching for a place to put one of the trays and decided that on the stove would be a good place.
You guessed it, the burner I had just finished using was still on. You would be amazed how quickly parchment paper scorches and then begins to burn. I was.
So, to solve that problem I reached for the pan to yank it off the burner, forgetting (although I can't imagine why?) that the pan would be hot since it had been sitting on the burner.
One loud yelp from me, a crash of the pan on the floor, and scattered goodies everywhere.
I am sure such thing are not good for my blood pressure.