Let's call the whole thing off! The HE is my brother who maintains that baked potatoes have to be cooked at 425 degrees for no less than an HOUR AND A HALF to be considered edible. It's become a bit of a family joke; he's actually quite sensitive about the subject. One time I tried to slip in a "You know, those potatoes were only cooked for an hour..." dig on him after dinner and he virtually bit my head off. So you can imagine my Utter Delight when I stumbled on this sign out at Brimfield earlier this week! Now I just have to figure out, after I give it to him for his birthday in July, how to convince him that it will really look better in MY kitchen than his.