Now we're cooking with gas

This weekend marked the fifth anniversary of our moving into our house, and to celebrate, we did something I've been wanting to do since before we moved in. We replaced the stove/oven. For those of you who haven't seen our kitchen, it's a 1950s nightmare with drop ceilings, fluorescent lighting, horrible yellow laminated counters with little sparkles all over them, and a stove/oven that was really something to behold. Here's what I mean:




The burners pulled out, like a Murphy bed, and everything worked, but still, it was pretty grim cooking with this monster, particularly anything that required subtle changes of temperature.

Someday we'll remodel the whole thing, but that's a huge project that is beyond us at present.

Our dear friends A and E remodeled their kitchen recently and generously donated their old stove to us, and we were happy to have it. We had B, Beth's wicked stepqueen, store it for us for awhile til we had the money to install it, and now it's here, in the kitchen, and I cooked our first meal on it last night. Check it out:




And what did we have? Sauteed zucchini from our garden with chicken basil sausage, fresh sweet corn from the farmer's market and fresh blackberries and ice cream for dessert. Delicious. I'm really looking forward to cooking something amazing, and cooking for Passover next year will be such a joy. I'm just a domestic goddess at heart, I guess.

Thanks to A and E for making my gas stove dream come true, to D for installing it and B for storing it all those months and to S and R for helping us move it back and forth. We couldn't have done this without you. Oh, and also to pal Marty who's throwing me enough work to enable us to afford this adventure. Bless you all.

I am still mulling over my thoughts about food. Stay tuned.