Cooking with Gas

The new house has a gas stovetop and oven. I just love the smell of gas cooking. It smells so homely to me. That is probably because my Nanna has a gas stove and I spent a good portion of my childhood living with her. It has that warm, safe and comforting smell to me.
I am experimenting with using the oven tonight. It is fan forced one, but I am not sure if because the flame is only on the bottom if it will brown the top of the food I am cooking. I have turned the fan on to see if that will make the tops brown. Oh the joy of experimenting. Maybe it is a good thing that Lela is off at a bike bloggers get-together tonight.


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