‘The oven chips will need another five minutes or so.’ That was my parting shot as I left my men folk to their own devices with supper last night. Apparently in my absence there was some discussion about the fact that I’d put insufficient chips in the Aga, given that all three have hearty appetites and that a ‘few more’ wouldn’t have gone amiss. Well, if they had got both trays of chips out of the oven there would have been plenty of supper for everyone, as it was I found the second tray of chips (well the charcoal remains of) this lunch time when I opened the oven to put lunch in to cook.
Who wants to clean the pan?
(Because an Aga oven vents out through a flue, you can never smell if something is burning, unless you are outside!)