After another weekend of scooping, packing, stomping, dumping, shoveling, squishing, reaching, lugging, bending, blending, pressing, aching, groaning, and getting yelled at by my daughter for tracking dirt into the house, I'm happy to say my earth oven can now sleep a little better at night. Or maybe it's I who can sleep better, knowing that the oven is wrapped in a snug blanket, aka its insulation layer. The theory behind this layer of sawdust (or other insulating material) mixed with just...
