My New Kitchen Tool
Oct. 6, 2013 4:45 am
Updated: Oct. 19, 2013 5:40 am
Friday was an exciting day for me. After work we were heading out to pick up my new tool for my kitchen! Many of you may have known how my old range died on me about a month ago or so, but if you didn't hear the story I'll repeat it for you. I was hungry
for some of my Grandma's baked caramel corn she used to make so I went to my kitchen to whip up a batch. I put the trays of caramel corn into the 250 degree oven and went to the bathroom. When I came back out there was smoke pouring out of the oven and my
caramel corn was quickly becoming charcoal corn! My 27 year old faithful kitchen companion had "blew its top".
It took a week before we had time to actually go look for a new oven. Then, I went by myself and found one I liked. Of course, I then needed to have Jon come and look, too. He wanted to do some more looking around, in case there was something I liked better.
There was nothing I liked better, but in looking around we found it on sale at Sears for $130 less than where I had found it. Good deal indeed! I wanted a black oven to match my other black appliances - my old one had been almond so I couldn't wait to have
matching appliances finally! Of course black was not in stock. It came in Friday! Friday's are one of the days we go to the restaurant for dinner and to sign paychecks, etc. so we headed there and then went to pick up my new range. Naturally it was raining,
so we had to haul it into the house in the rain and track mud thru the kitchen.
We live on a dead-end road with no other houses, but there are two houses on the other side of the creek that runs along the border of our property. They are close enough we can shout out "Hello" to one another and hear the hoots and hollers coming from Larry's
"Man Cave" when there are ballgames on. When we got home Jon texted Larry to see if he and the other neighbor, Rob, could come help him bring the oven in the house. We could hear plenty of loud boisterous laughing, so Jon's actual text was: "If you aren't
too drunk, could you come over and help me unload Nan's new stove?" He didn't get a text reply - instead thru the darkness we hear "We aren't too drunk... Yet! We'll be right over." We're lucky - our neighbors are great. Both of them. We've lived here for
27 years and they've both been here almost as long or longer. I've always said I don't like neighbors but since there are two houses by me I have no choice but to have at least two and I couldn't ask for better ones.
I was excited to try out my new oven. It's a Whirlpool glass top with a 6.2 cubic foot convection oven. This weekend is a busy weekend so I really wouldn't have time to use it much. Saturday morning I got up and dug thru my freezer for something, anything,
to bake. I found a box of frozen turnovers. They would have to do. I made those for our breakfast as Jon headed out to an auction. One of his long-time friends was retiring and closing his Orvis fly fishing shop. Today was the auction. I was heading to
Yahir's soccer game -the last one of the outdoor season.
Later last night we were holding a benefit at the restaurant. Our DJ for the Tuesday night car cruise-ins was diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) in April and we were hosting a benefit night where we donated 25% of all sales between 5 pm - 9 pm. He
had worked 30 years at the hospital and DJ'd around 1000 weddings - so he is a well-known community member. We were anticipating quite a crowd, so myself, Jon, daughter Kristal and son-in-law Jake told Federico we'd help out where needed. Before we headed
over to the restaurant I insisted on making us dinner. I made breaded pork chops with sliced/baked sweet potatoes and corn. My oven works beautifully! Federico found it funny that we ate at home before coming to the restaurant. He didn't understand how
badly I wanted to use my new stove. His oldest daughter is excited about it, though. She wants to come over and learn how to make a pumpkin pie. Two years ago I made one for them and she loved it. A pie baking day is in the future.
Jake was put on dishwasher duty and worked his tail off! Kristal and I helped seat people, got drink orders, took the chips and salsa to the tables and cleared the tables. Jon was the "social greeter" pretty much. He just could not get the hang of anything
else - our hostess has a system and Kristal and I just worked with her and became her extra hands and legs; Jon had great ideas but he messed up her system and she was getting frustrated with him. Our community is a rural town and everyone comes together
in times of "need". It was awesome to see so many people there to support the DJ and his family! I couldn't tell you how many of the tables told me "He was our DJ at our wedding "X" number of years ago." or "I was in the hospital and he was there" or
"I coached his son/daughter" and on and on it went. Many of the classic car owners were there as well. When it was all over and Federico tallied up the sales for those 4 hours - we had as much in sales as a normal ENTIRE Saturday has! About half-way into
the evening I told Federico that I would not be quitting my day job. That restaurant work is hard work! I was getting pretty tired! I'm thinking everyone should do that at least once - it really makes you appreciate eating out and realizing how much those
servers earn their tips!
Today I plan to bake some cookies before I head over to Kristal's house. She is hosting a Pampered Chef party. I'm sure I'll be able to find some sort of new gadget for my stove! I'm thinking I might order some of those little pie tins for my pie baking
day with the kiddos. That way each kid could roll out their own dough and choose apple or pumpkin for their filling. That would be another blog in the making!
my new stove
One of the lovely servers.