"How do you turn on the oven?" Kind of the cliche-est of man questions, but not really as our oven has a multi-step process involving dials and several buttons--a process I'm liable to forget myself without regular practice. So I started to breezily and oh-so-cockily show him--but umm... nothing. The panel wouldn't respond at all; the ovens just wouldn't turn on. So much for my lady-expertise.
So here we are, all lined up at the counter, getting ready for Big A's newly-invented, cast-iron griddle fired, stovetop pizza.
And it was delicious.