Have you ever wondered why so many kitchen recipes call for baking at 350*?

[RonB]

Here's why:

[Lock Stock and Barrel]

History always repeats itself, right Grandma? Very good video, thanks for the ever increasing knowledge base we get here!

[Donw]

Good video. Thank you for posting it.

[johnsteen]

Very interesting. Thanks!

[Mr. Bones]

Great video, thanks fer postin this!

[Spinaker]

Very interesting! Thanks for posting!

Slow-Moderate-Hot

Gonna give the flour test a go today! j/k

[Spinaker]

hahahaha, if you make the trip, absolutely! Troutman

[CaptainMike]

When we were kids we'd vacation at a place called Mono Hot Springs in the Sierras. They had these really cool rock-walled cabins with wood fired ovens in the kitchen. Mom grew up cooking with them so she taught us how to use them. Man, that fire management was and is an art! We smoked the place out more than once!!

[Spinaker]

How cool! That must have been quite the experience Mike! CaptainMike

[Troutman]

I always thought my Mother and Grandma were the originators of the 350* rule. My bubble is burst

[HawkerXP]

Thanks!

[PKappy]

Thanks for posting that video RonB, who knew... The magic 350°

[HouseHomey]

OMG!! Stop the flashbacks! Awesome stuff. So, so much science and goodness in there. This never gets old. Thanks for posting. Geeking out right now.

[CaptainMike]

I didn't know you were Greek.

[HouseHomey]

CaptainMike SÃ, mucho Greeko. Gyro 🥙, taco 🌮 and such. All the same thing. TZatziki, salsa or Katsup? All the same.

[Fire Art]

Awesome

[RichieB]

Thanks for the video. As stated at Faber College "Knowledge is Good". Circa Animal House.
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[JimLinebarger]

Had to save that one. Thanks for the info.

[RonB]

I had an aunt and uncle who lived on a farm. We would visit them frequently. My aunt cooked on a cast iron wood stove most of my childhood. I still remember being amazed when she would open the oven to get the biscuits out - they were always perfectly done, and she never peeked and didn't have a timer - just pulled 'em out perfect every time.

I also remember bringing a gallon jug of milk from the cow barn to the house when I was small enough that it was a chore where I ended up with milk on my shirt more than once. Ya can't get milk any fresher than that.