Quite a few years back, my mom gave me her 18 quart electric roaster, and I've used it many occasions, but I was never happier to have it than when my oven caught on fire Christmas Eve. We always have a ham dinner for Christmas, without fail. This Christmas, though, was different.
Earlier in the week, as I was menu planning, I gathered my family and asked them how they would feel about pot roast, complete with potatoes and carrots for our holiday meal. Everyone was quick to agree that it would be a nice change of pace, and I was thankful that it was something I could throw into the roaster before church on Sunday morning, and have ready and waiting when we returned home. Personally, I don't think this was a coincidence, but rather, God's providence. He knows every detail of our lives, and I was able to carry out my plans for dinner without a hitch. What a blessing!
Since then, we've been eating meals that I've been able to prepare without an oven. Soups, stews, and meals cooked in the electric skillet or on the griddle have been our mainstays. (Our grill died in the fall, and we have yet to replace that.)
While Rosie was here over the weekend, we were discussing the oven dilemma, and I mentioned the roaster. Her ears immediately perked up, and she asked, "What kind of roaster?" When I showed it to her, she shared that their oven had gone out, and some friends gave them an electric roaster and she baked everything from cakes, to bread, to biscuits and cookies in it.
Yesterday afternoon, I looked at the large bunch of over-ripe bananas on the counter, and decided to pull the roaster out and give it a try. I baked the bread about 30 minutes longer than normal, per Rosie's instructions, and it turned out beautifully!
And today I made enough granola to fill up my jars. I'm so glad for that little conversation over the weekend. My family thinks Rosie is a genius!