This is my old, sad, battle-scarred, uncleanable stove. It came with the house when we bought it, almost 15 years ago now. Who knows how old it was then? It was in much better shape, though, because the guy who owned the house before us gave no sign of ever having cooked anything. There wasn’t even a real dining table when he lived here; where our table is now, he had a huge cabinet entertainment center.
We’ve been planning to replace this stove, eventually. We might have chosen to replace it before replacing the refrigerator, but the refrigerator died first. One day we noticed that nothing in it was cold, and that was that.
Pretty much the opposite happened with the stove… I turned it on last night, and after quite a while I thought, shouldn’t it be preheated by now? Stuck my hand in, and it wasn’t even warm.
Yeah, there’s a decent chance we could fix it. But why? I desperately want a new stove, one with bells and whistles like sealed burners and turbo boil and a proofing setting. Maybe even double ovens. It would be great to have a small oven that heated quickly for the many times I bake four cookies or reheat two slices of pizza. Or a warming drawer. I’ve always wanted a warming drawer!
We’ll undoubtedly get it in stainless steel, even though stainless steel is a pain to clean – why do they call it stainless anyway? such a misnomer – and the new fridge and not-so-new-anymore dishwasher are both stainless steel.
I wonder when we’ll start feeling about stainless steel the way we currently feel about avocado and harvest gold? In 15 years we’ll be looking at kitchens full of stainless and itching to replace it all with titanium, or graphite or something.
I’ll let you know what we end up with!