
Allow me to explain...
As is a fairly regular occurrence for me, I baked cupcakes for work last night. I started the oven to preheat and turned my back from the oven to create the batter. (It's really tough: open box, dump contents into bowl, add 1 cup of water, 1/3 cup oil, and 3 eggs, beat).
When I turned around to grab the cupcake pans, I gasped and yelled for the hubby. Why you ask? Because smoke was pouring out of the oven and filling the kitchen and dining room.
I quickly shut off the oven and then opened it, expecting to find something burning. Nope, no flames, just more smoke.
This is about the time that the hubby confesses that it's probably the drippings burning from the last time he broiled something. He used the cookie sheet without edges rather than the broil pan, so everything ran off the edges.
We then attempted to let the oven self clean (which I've never done before) and apparently the fact that it smoked even more and had to be stopped was to be expected.
I ended up taking my batter over to my aunt's and using her double oven. Now I just need to clean the oven....yuck!
(Note: Further proof that we share a brain, Queen B has the original post with this name.)






