Hi, Peeps. Can't help with the toaster oven, but I am a wizz with induction.
It's a rainy Saturday morning as the weather does its Autumn turn-around and it neatly fits my mood. Yesterday was to have been the Club's annual Family Day. This is usually a lot of fun and a good way for the fans to connect with the players and the Club while enjoying live music, seeing the presentation of the players' guernseys, viewing the fireworks, munching on a variety of fare from top food trucks etc, etc, etc.. You get the drift. A lot of people did a lot of work to ensure the fun. Well, wouldn't you know it. After a hot and dry Summer, Autumn would choose Family Day to come busting through the door. Wave after wave of real rain, the howling gale of damaging winds and our poor little event was washed away before it began. Oh, well. It seemed such a sad thing before I heard the news this morning of the sudden death of the dear friend of a dear friend. It put yesterday's frustration into perspective and lent a new grey to the weather outside.
Sorry to be a downer. I'll do better next time and hopefully bring an Easter bunny to the party if I can't find the vodka.
'Try not to have a good time...this is supposed to be educational.' - Lucy Van Pelt