The Revelation of The Amateur Gourmet, which his new oven thermometer gave unto him, to shew unto his readers a new way of baking: blessed is he that readeth, and they that readeth will baketh better forevereth more…
For I, The Amateur Gourmet, have seen the light. Many a baker, many a cookbook has told me to purchase an oven thermometer. My attitude’s been similar to that of the lookout at Pearl Harbor who was told “watch for planes.” “Sure, sure,” he probably thought. “I’ll watch for planes.” Well we know what happened to him. He starred in a movie with Ben Affleck and Josh Harnett. Me? I’ve been cooking at the wrong temperature for more than a year now.
Last night I roasted chicken (see post below) and I wanted the oven at 425. I inserted the oven thermometer:
And turned the oven on to 425.
I waited til the timer went off telling me it was preheated and I checked the oven thermometer:
Can you see that? I made the picture small cause it’s an ugly picture. Ok I’ll make it bigger:
Ok, ok, so maybe it just needs more time. I waited another 10 minutes. Still at 400.
So let me get this straight: I heated my oven to 425 but my oven’s 425 is really 400?
I reset the oven for 450 and waited. The thermometer went up 415. I raised it to 470 and finally the thermometer read 425.
This is the revelation of the oven thermometer: your oven temperature is not what you think it is. Go forth and purchase an oven thermometer and let the light of truth shine, finally, into your oven. The time is at hand.