I've been looking for summer projects. So far, I've reorganized pretty much every closet in our place. But I wanted to challenge myself. I decided the stove of death was on my next to do list.
Don't judge...between school and the phrase, I'll get to it later, to which I know you are all guilty, my stove has gone to a very bad place. When summer came and a break, I knew I had to get at it. I just couldn't stand to look at it any longer. I had tried to clean up after spills, but burned on grease doesn't come off that easily. And that's pretty much what I was going to be dealing with here. So, I went at it. And, I went at it. After two days and about 10 hours total, I realized that despite my now crippled fingers, I could have a potential future job in stove renovation.
I know...it looks good. As for how I did it. Well, that's my secret.
