Moving is a slow and steady process. Actually, that’s not true. It’s more like hurry up and wait. But the pots and pans are still safely tucked away in their boxes and the cookbooks are stored in my parents basement. Needless to say, I haven’t been doing a whole lot of thrilling cooking.
We did, however, make a purchase.
And I’m dreaming of the pies that will come from this quirky oven and the bacon I will fry on the range. The gas stove and oven sit next to a wood burning stove that will keep our kitchen cozy and warm. My mother thinks I’m crazy for loving an appliance made before my grandfather went bald, but it suits me.
Have you cooked with an antique stove? Any tips for regulating the temperature in this old oven?
I promise to be back soon with some actual food!