I can’t help but to feel a little sorry for author Ann Schrock–will she ever live this down?~~~
DH and I were older when we got married (late 20s) so we were able to build a new little house. Until the utility company got the natural gas line hooked up, we used LP temporarily.
That was the plan and that’s what ran the furnace and all while we were on our honeymoon.
When we got home from our trip, I decided to fix DH’s favorite baked chicken dinner along with rolls.I fixed the chicken and put it in the oven and set the temperature to the usual setting. I should have known something was wrong when the crescent rolls out of a can didn’t even turn brown.
Well, it didn’t look done, so I put it in the microwave to finish it off.
DH loved this stuff and ate a double helping. By then I was so sick of looking at it that I only picked at it.
The next day and later, DH was sicker than a dog. I never believed people could really turn green until I saw it for myself.
I thought I had killed him.
We had a repairman out who said “Why, there’s your problem.” No one had changed the stove from LP to natural gas. “That wouldn’t even have browned a biscuit,” he added.
The oven had malfunctioned and kept the raw chicken at the perfect temperature for bacteria to thrive. For hours.
After that, DH got me a series of meat thermometers. It took about 20 years for him to stop asking if the meat was done enough!
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My husband survived my early cooking adventures and now we have three children. We have a family farm in northern Indiana and raise grain, hay and cattle. But, I grew up central Indiana near the historic Levi Coffin House site, a major crossroads of the Underground Railroad.
As for the “Quakers of New Garden” novella collection, it features four Quaker women who face trials of faith and the heart across generations. My story is about a young Quaker woman who is thrilled to work at a hub of the Underground Railroad, until wounded slave hunter Nathaniel Fox is left in her care. Will he end her Abolitionist crusade or open her heart to love?
The other authors of the other stories in the collection are Claire Sanders, Jennifer Hudson Taylor and Susette Williams.
Several years into it, and this blog still refuses to be categorized. It's eclectic and includes everything from writing posts to snippets from my ordinary life. 
Linda W. Yezak 
I have had many cooking disasters, but at least I have never made anyone sick. I guess her husband would be quick to ask if the meat was done. Glad he survived. Well, Ann, life is certainly a great teacher. These kind of lessons stick with us for ever. Thanks for sharing. We cooks with culinary disasters enjoy sharing our misery, and I think you just topped us all. 🙂
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Yep! I agree!
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Hi Pretty Redhead,
I’ve been out of commission for months now, along with my computer. I’m feeling better and have a new iMac. I love it! I read some of your posts when you were going through your trials. Oh, dear heart, you are brave and such a fighter! God bless you and yours.
Love, Pat Marcantel
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Hey, Sweet Star Gazer!!! So glad you checked in! Yes, I’m considerably better now. This mess gave us a big scare, but God gave me some fantastic doctors (all Christian, by the way!), and they have me pretty well fixed up. If I’m not careful, I’m going to get fat again! 😀
Love you!
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I lost Ann’s email address to let her know her post is up. Oops. If we don’t hear from her, it’s my fault. 😦
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