“The air is full of spices.”One of my favourite lines from the 1995 film version of Sense and Sensibility and it rings true in this house these last four days. It’s all chopped herbs, cracked pepper and sizzling butter! The electric oven is covered in snow out in the drive and waiting to be taken to the dump and now…I’m cooking on a brand new range.I can’t believe it.I did a good job faking it, but my range at the old house had turned into a piece of junk over the years. The glass had cracked one day while baking baguettes, three burners had to be lit with a match, it would never level out and oil would slosh to one side of the cast iron, knobs were broken off and I hated it.We moved here knowing there was an old electric oven. I hate electric ovens but I was not prepared for this beast. I was prepared to adopt my big girl panties and deal with it for a few months but I truly had no idea how bad it would be.First, it blackened basic banana bread and then it destroyed by poor Amélie’s b...
