I so dislike toaster ovens. In college one of the roommates would have it on fire once a week. Food never seemed to come out right even if not completely charred.
Fast forward and DW wants a toaster oven. I tell her for two decades NO. Eventually she gets a gift of a new one that is a few years old still sealed in the box. I relented and let her set it up but warned about the hazard. Within ONE minute of turning on, the heating element's ceramic explodes. White dust everywhere in the kitchen. Huge mess to clean up. Door on the unit was blown open and would not close. I threw it out on the concrete patio to cool off and in the trash it went.
No toaster ovens for me, EVER. I hope you enjoyed my true life story ;)
