Of course, I was going to make a chicken for my soon to be inlaws.
They drove up from Southern Missouri to Kansas City to join my indended and I for the trip BACK EAST for the wedding.
It was to be my first dinner for the in laws. The only problem was that I was scheduled to work the evening shift in the Emergergency Room, and I would not be there.
This was living. Dinners in minutes instead of hours! High tech for 1979.
I set the controls with the delay feature for dinner to be ready when everyone arrived at my little apartment.
OOPS. Note to self:
Don't try out a new technology, let alone a new recipe on guests.
Now I am the mother in law. My daughter in law is a great cook, but who cooks? All that matters is that my son is the happiest guy on the planet, and its all because of her.