ABOUT MY KITCHEN

Why brown stove top? Simply...it's what I cook with...

My husband and I currently reside in a house that was built in 1962. The kitchen appliances, all of which are brown, are all from 1962. Well, except for the microwave oven...mainly because the countertop ones weren't invented until '67. Anyways...I digress.

The brown stove top....oh that brown stove top. Four burners of circular wonderment, or so it seems. Two of them work beautifully. One does not work at all. The last one, tries with all its might and amounts to, at best, a solid medium heat. In the almost two years that I have lived here, I have yet to get this fixed. Mind you, the two that do work (bottom left and top right, conveniently on opposite corners) get used just about everyday. I guess its quirky imperfect nature has a character that after the relationship we have had...I just can't change.

The stove has two siblings. Brother fridge and sister oven. Now, that big brown fridge is as dandy as they come. All of its shelves have been established and it welcomes the groceries each monday. With open arms even, longing for bare shelves to be filled after a seemingly long weekend of diminishing stock. I know its cold spots and it knows that I love leftovers.

Then there is the oven, that flinging flanging thing can barely fit a cookie sheet going the long way to the back of its temperamental being. With sixties push-turn dials, squeaky door hinges and tiny glass window that lets me watch my creations by a small ambient light. It has a flaw though, bigger than all the rest, and thankfully unrelated to its actual cooking abilities: it buzzes! Constantly! And yes, I know this makes me sound crazy, that I don't get these things fixed, and honestly I don't know why I haven't fixed this one yet...oh well. One of its mechanisms is stuck in a purgatory of annoyance and it will, occasionally, drive me up a wall.

Nevertheless, the oven, the fridge, and the stove top are my trifecta of neat. They assist me with all things baked, sauteed, steamed, chilled, broiled, fried, roasted, frozen and...well you get the idea.

2 comments:

  1. haha! love this. you are a modern-day julia child in the most wonderful of ways! :)

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  2. Well, ya know. :) I do what I can.

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