I used to but every time I turned around DH kept opening the oven. That would cut back and knock the temp down. He did it one too many times so the last time he did it And he didn't like how they turned out, I pitched every one of them. 6dozen into the trash. His mother knew why when he called and complained. She told him to stay out of the oven. He bragged about how good a cook his grandmother was. She made everyone stay out of the kitchen who even attempted to open the oven door. She would hit them with a poker. It was a would burning stove!