Use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without.
Curt and I have a history of sticking with an oven/range until its final, gasping breath. Back in 1981, our $50 used unit succumbed in increments: first the oven, next a small burner, followed by a large burner, then a small burner. It was Curt’s first year teaching and coaching at the local high school; I was working for a CPA. We had just bought our first house and were living without margins.
I perfected “skillet dishes” until we scraped enough money together for a new stove, the cheapest, stripped-down “contractor’s model” the store sold. It had one large burner and three small instead of two and two; no self-cleaning oven; it was so basic a range the buffalos were still roaming on it.
Call me Dutch, call me Yankee Frugal, call me crazy, but I couldn’t justify getting a new stove until this one was worn out. And blast! That stupid thing Refused To Quit. The appliance repairman came back in 1997; I danced in anticipation of a new stove. Bob put in a new element ($17) and it was good to go.
That silly $200 stove is Still Working.
Except. The oven door is sprung. Opening the door is similar to a child safety lock on a pill bottle: push down, twist a little until you find the sweet spot, yank it open. That works. But if you actually want to bake, you will want a bungee cord to hold the door firmly shut.
Last night Curt told me my birthday present would be a new stove! What? The burners still work!
Here is the Big Question: Electric or Gas?
I’ve never cooked with gas in my life but that is what I’m leaning towards. We have gas in this house but would have to bring it over to the stove. I know you must have an opinion. I would LOVE to hear it.
I need to go work on my Hava Nagila…..People!! I’m getting a new stove!!!