I am having a love/hate relationship with my stove. I love the rotisserie, and it is cute as hell, but it has ruined two cakes on me now. The thermostat is off by about 150 degrees, and that seems to vary. Keeping a constant temperature requires constant vigilance. Tonight I seriously felt like Polly Pepper. I made a cake from scratch, and the end result was rather extra done on the edges, and saggy in the middle. Argh!
Seriously, if and when I ever get a home of my own, I want one of these in it. I need two good wide sinks, plentiful counter space, and a gas stove with a large oven. Maybe a convection oven, since I'm in fantasy mode.
Ok, I probably couldn't afford one of the really fancy kitchens, but it would be nice to have a say in how my kitchen works. If something needs fixing, I don't want to have to beg to get it fixed. I have lived in seven apartments in the past eight years, and only one of them had a really satisfactory kitchen....and even that had issues. (New stove, but electric.) I've had tiny stoves, cup-sized sinks, stoves with bad thermostats, stoves on an uneven surface (try baking a cake when all the batter runs to one side) and kitchens with no counter space of which to speak.
I guess I'm spoiled. I don't have to cook on a woodstove...or chop the wood for one either. Still, someday...sigh.
