For years, I stored my sweaters in the oven.

I'm a New Yorker; my oven is used for storage.

The kitchen oven is reliable, but it's made us lazy.

We light the oven so that everyone may bake bread in it.

Eating something fresh out of the oven is like a hug you can taste.

I put instant coffee in a microwave oven and almost went back in time.

If soggy, baked choux can be re-crisped in a hot oven for several minutes.

I couldn't cook. I could put a pizza from Iceland in the oven, but that was it.

If you are buying a larger turkey than usual, make sure it will fit in the oven.

The New Age? It's just the old age stuck in a microwave oven for fifteen seconds.

When I was four and my sister six, we got a Susie Homemaker oven for our birthdays.

My sense of humor is a turkey, and I pull it out of the oven and baste it in reality.

I use my Le Creuset dutch oven for everything you can think of. I even fry eggs in it.

I've got nine kids, nine dogs, three grandkids - and one in the oven. And three parrots!

My go-to winter recipe is beef and butternut squash stew, cooked in the slow oven all day.

Don't make a big to-do about the turkey; brine it, put it in the oven, and don't think about it again.

Remember, it's very simple to have an oven tested professionally, and it only takes about five minutes.

I'm not much of a cook. I used to keep books in my gas oven - until someone told me it was a fire hazard.

I have 10 children. I've got my eighth grandchild in the oven with Kimberly. I have all these wonderful kids.

Repeatedly opening the oven - or worse, taking out the turkey to baste it - slows down the momentum of cooking.

I can do basics, but I'm not a proper cook. I can do a roast. I can stick a chicken in the oven with vegetables.

The two things that are going to make you a better baker without even trying are a scale and a thermometer in your oven.

We've got a wood-burning pizza oven in the garden - a luxury, I know, but it's one of the best investments I've ever made.

I don't exactly know what it means to be ready. A cake when the oven timer goes off? Am I fully baked, or only half-baked?

It's really fun to have a convection oven, even it if it's a little convection toaster oven. It really changes the way you bake.

Rhythm, that's an essential part of cooking. The sound of a lovely song and the smell of some dish in the oven are equally evocative.

I very briefly had a microwave oven that I quickly gave away, because I could never work out what they do better than a regular oven.

I don't cook at all, and whenever my husband Paul goes away he leaves meals for me and I can't even be bothered to put them in the oven.

Grilling used to make me nervous, but then I learned to view the fire as just another source of heat, no different from a stove or an oven.

I am still in love with couture because it is just two months from drawing pad to runway so everything on the catwalk is hot from the oven.

I'm a really good dinner party guest. I am always so appreciative, impressed that anyone has even managed to turn on the oven and cook for me.

The thing with my recipes is, I don't have hours to faff about in the kitchen. My recipes are all 15, 20 minute, chop it up and stick it in the oven.

The original lists were probably carved in stone and represented longer periods of time. They contained things like 'Get More Clay. Make Better Oven.'

Say you were standing with one foot in the oven and one foot in an ice bucket. According to the percentage people, you would be perfectly comfortable.

A cake is a very good test of an oven: if it browns too much on one side and not on the other, it's not your fault - you need to have your oven checked.

Failing ownership of a wood-fired oven, whacking pizza dough straight on to the hot grill is the next best way to achieve that beautiful scorched crust.

Always deep fry in a nonreactive, heavy pot with high sides, like an enameled Dutch oven. A heavy pot ensures even heating which means more even cooking.

My mother did not have a toaster oven and would toast bread in the oven, which I thought was stupid. They didn't do cars and electricity, that kind of stuff.

I have a theory that because my kitchen is small, you can't preheat an oven and deal with dough at the same time, although maybe it's just that I'm a bad baker.

I often say to prospective clients, 'Nothing will age faster than your hardware.' Even the thinnest touch screen will look like a toaster oven in a number of years.

I always preferred my father's pasta the next day, when he'd put it in a hot oven with heaps of extra cheese. It would emerge slightly burned and very crisp on top.

I have avoided becoming stale by putting a little water on the plate, lying on the plate, and having myself refreshed in a toaster oven for 23 minutes once every month.

I love roasting because you can give it love, get it in the oven and go and play with the kids or whatever you've got to do, and then hours later you've got a lovely dinner.

Long-stemmed broccoli should be tossed with olive oil and flaky salt and roasted in a hot oven until the florets turn the color of hazelnut shells and shatter on the tongue.

I miss my mother very much, and I feel closest to her when I have dinner in the oven and the children are nearby playing and I'm reading a book or doing some little project.

If there's a criticism of 'Cassadaga' that I agreed with, it's that we left things in the oven too long, that songs were overstuffed, with too many ideas competing for space.

If I survive, I will spend my whole life at the oven door seeing that no one is denied bread and, so as to give a lesson of charity, especially those who did not bring flour.

I was making myself a hotdog and pulling some curly fries out of the oven, and I got the call from manager, and she said, 'You got it. You're Betty Cooper.' It felt so unreal.

I'm an avid collector of toys. I got everything. Name it. From the Easy Bake Oven to Barbies to every TV show doll, racing cars... I've been collecting since I was a little kid.

My grandfather was a chef and would make everything himself, including the wine, and had his own huge pizza oven. All the neighbors used to come over and use it to bake their bread.

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