I wasn't kidding when I said I had visions of sledding on sheet trays last week. To be accurate, these are serving trays not sheet pans but they made for excellent and surprisingly speedy downhill vehicles. We met some especially crafty Seattle-ites who propelled themselves down the steep hills of closed streets in letter-carrier boxes, hefty bags, on skateboards with no wheels, mattresses, real-estate signs, cardboard boxes; or the most Darwin-award ready, inside a recycling bin, Niagra-Falls like. Some sprayed the bottoms of their makeshift sleds with nonstick spray and we heard tell that some folks couldn't figure out what the strange smell was until they figured out it was garlic-scented Pam they were using.
I thought about using my extra large Paella pan (with handles!) but I worried I might damage it and that would put the kibosh on my good time. Just in case you may be wondering if I plan on serving food from these trays to unsuspecting clients in the future, you should be comforted to know that yes, indeed, I plan on using these trays again. I believe people can taste the love and care I put into food. I'm hoping they'll feel the fun when they eat from these trays (a la Like Water for Chocolate). I'll even wash them.