Remember my GLORIOUS lunch????

So, I set the oven for 350. I put it in once it's preheated.

I proceed to clean and cut up the package of chicken cutlets I bought this week.

15 minutes later I take out my glorious steak stromboli.

I get a glass of iced tea.

I sit down, and prepare my first bite, cutting it ever so carefully.

Motherfucker is cold.

Okay, no biggie, I put it back in the oven. This time at 375 - I'm not messing around.

I let it cook for another 12 or so minutes.

I go to take it out, and I have what I believe is a firm grasp of the tin foil it so perfectly sits on.


The tin foil escapes my grasp, and rips, and there goes my stromboli to the bottom of the oven, burning on the burner, smoking up my kitchen.


I manage to retrieve it, with minimal scars.

And I am still going to eat it.

Bad idea? Am I just a sick fat whore? Or, would you eat that sh1t too?