Start of a New Passion
Jun. 3, 2013 1:30 pm
Updated: Jun. 4, 2013 9:04 am
Picture this - Thanksgiving Day 2012 - I have been preparing this special holiday meal for my family since 1983 and by now I could do it with my eyes closed and one hand behind my back (after all I have to have at least one hand to cook with!). Coming
from an Italian/Scottish household - my Scottish Mother learned quickly how to cook Italian and every holiday we ate like it was our last meal on earth. My first Thanksgiving that I did in 1983 I served dinner for about 20 people and the max over the years
about 30 - alas as our family has grown and my sisters had families of their own - the past few years have just been my husband and two children. This Thanksgiving of 2012 was a no-brainer. I still, however, kept tradition and made all the courses. As
I was prepping the turkey course and my potatoes were boiling on the stovetop and I was busy working on resetting the table - I heard my son yell out - Mom you better get in here. Now what I thought as I made my way back - lo and behold my stovetop was on
fire! Good news - my potatoes were done - Bad news - so was my stove!
Well the stove was old and the cost to repair wasn't worth it so since the following day was Good Friday I decided to see if I could get any good deals on the internet as there was no way I was going out in the traffic. Found a great deal on a Samsung Convection
Oven - and I mean great and had it delivered early the following week.
It arrived all new and shiny - black smooth glasstop (although I wouldn't get that again) and I was so excited. My son was there when it arrived as I was still at work. I couldn't wait to cook on it although cooking was not something I really was ever passionate
about - felt more of a chore then a passion. Turned it on and.......NOTHING! Hmmmmm I wondered - seemed simple enough to turn on - but nothing worked at all. Let me check to see if it's plugged in - looked behind and no plug. Asked my son and he said no
there is no plug - what? I said - what do you mean? Apparently stoves today don't come with plugs you have to buy them and they took my old one away with the plug. So I had to go to the store and buy one - OK did that. Got home - couldn't install it. By
the time hubby got home from work and figured out he didn't have the right tool (he's French you see and they aren't the most handy) - we said forget it and ordered out.
Well we figured it all out and here we are 6 months later and I have become a cooking freak! I cook something new at least twice a week and as my husband says "If I knew you were going to cook like this I would have bought you a new stove the day we got married!"
I get it now - how some people are inspired by material things. When it comes to appliances I always have had someone else's - until now and the joy of cooking and experimenting that this has brought me in unbelievable.
I'm a girl from Brooklyn and I even started canning!