A-hem… Excuse me…
Posted By AmyD. on February 28, 2007
We interrupt our usual blogging schedule to provide you with the details of yet another episode in the life of “The Most Annoying (Formerly Hated) Husband on the Internet” aka my husband, Mike aka The SlaveMaster.
My husband is under the impression that EVERYTHING can be baked in the oven at 350 degrees.
No need to read instructions, if it requires an oven bake it at 350 degrees.
We have had this argument for YEARS. YEARS, I tell you. He has baked things at 350 and left them there until they turn into things that look like that turkey on A Christmas Vacation.
Now, to be perfectly honest, the man can cook. He’s brilliant with turkey, roasts, lamb, fish, prime rib. Basically, if it involves meat it will be the BEST meat you have EVER tasted. To say nothing of his specialty, “Mike’s Mondo Burgers” which, in a word, ROCK.
Unfortunately, he applies what he has learned about meat to EVERYTHING that goes in the oven. He firmly believes he can toss anything into the oven at 350 and it will be fine. We had taquitos and some sort of Mexican Fiesta Platter. He opened up the box through everything on to a pan and tossed them in at, you guessed it, 350.
They were supposed to be in the oven at 400 for 20 minutes.
They baked at 350 – for 45.
They weren’t taquitos, mini tacos, and flautas anymore. They were ROCKS with stuff in the middle. Jawbreakers.
Yet, he insists that anything can be thrown into the oven at 350. Anything.









Hard to teach an old dog new tricks. Especially a stubborn one.
I’m with Wicked.
Except…
“especially an OLD one.”
Cuz remember, he is REALLY old.
One time, trying to warm a pizza up, I put the entire pizza, box and all, into the oven at 350 for 10 minutes.
Yeah, that didn’t work out too well.
So… you’re saying… sometimes 350 degrees… is… wrong?
I’m confused. This can’t be right.
Wicked I find that to be the case with each passing year.
Miss Britt Too true.
Avi So basically your lesson was that 350 was fine, cardboard – not so much?
Joe Say it ain’t so, Joe.
BTW, Mike was quite amused to find that this issue seems to be split where genders are concerned. The women think he’s a moron and the guys don’t get what the big deal is.
Yup.
I always thought the magic number was 400. That’s what it says on the pizza box.
I think Mike is a little off. The issue is divided between people who want to commiserate with you and people who want to tease you.
Avi
Joe That was the suspicion I had, thanks for confirming it, I thought I was just being paranoid.
I think the issue is not 350 – but the ability to READ DIRECTIONS! Something men just don’t seem to be able to do.
Crazy Lady You might have a point. My husband does say that directions are just “manufacturer’s suggestions”
Bug Yep. I have to yell, scream, nag or just take the project over if the directions are going to be followed at all.
that’s why I do all of the cooking. stuff like that annoys the hell out of me!! if it was up to my husband we’d have chopped-up chicken covered in chicken marinade (with french fries!) EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT!
I hear ya!! Mine thinks things cook better and faster in the frying pan if it’s on HIGH! Everything tastes like crap and I have to spend an hour scraping burned beans & rice off the bottom.
But unlike yours, mine knows nothing about cooking except the bbq.