Today was a very sad day. I was making my rosemary fries in the mushroom glassware pan. In a moment of poor decision making, I took the hot pan and poured cold water into it. It broke. Jamie called it a thermal break. It was very sad and I cried. I am well aware of how crazy this sounds. Jamie got my this pan for my 29th birthday. It was my first glass bakeware. Jamie was comforting and said we can try to find another one. Until then, I guess this is the pans memorial.
Only people closest to me will understand, I get sentimental about things sometimes. This pan was one of them. It was the first step in a direction of more aesthetic cooking by someone that is very important to me. It held a lot of value in my life.