So the bread pudding yesterday - a success, the baked potatoes today - not so much. The yam got so hot it turned into goo and melted through the holes I punched in the foil.. only to burn itself to the bottom of the oven. Yum. It didn't taste bad, in fact, just the opposite, but the apartment is going to smell like yams forever now. Ick ick ick.
Should have just had pudding for dinner.