Sunday, October 16, 2011

The “Cooker” or “My Blond MomentS”


Over here they are not called “ranges”, they are called “cookers”. Not to be confused with having an actual chef in your house! My apartment complex was just finished, and I mean JUST. There are still things that aren’t done….like the hole in my bedroom ceiling, the exhaust fans that don’t work, and the glue/insulation/mold that is pouring out of my walls!! Oops, off track! So, the building has gas connections in the units BUT no gas. It has not been brought in from the street by the city. Since I prefer cooking with gas but baking with electric, I thought ahead and ordered a cooker with an electric oven, 3 gas burners, and one electric burner. Unfortunately this was not a floor model and the salesman wrote up the wrong model…and I didn’t check! My bad! So the cooker gets delivered and the stove is all gas burners. After trying to get the cooker switched out, I gave up trying to argue with Carrefour and bit the bullet and bought a two burner electric hot plate. 
Is it insulation? Is it glue? Is it some weird Middle Eastern Mold?



Then I hear about this wonderful thing called a gas cylinder. Voila! I pay one of the hubbies to get the tank and the connections and to give me gas! I came home that day so excited to cook on my stove. But, I decided I wanted something that involved the oven. I turn on the oven and put my chicken in and go about my business. 20 minutes later I open the oven to discover the chicken is still frozen. What’s up with this? I figure the hubby must have disconnected my electric to the oven without realizing that the oven is electric. So I message him as I take my chicken to the neighbor’s to bake it. 
Isn't this attractive? But...I have GAS!!


When I come back, he is at my door laughing his ass off. His assumption was that I had forgotten to turn on the switch for the cooker. Yes look at the picture….you turn the power on and off. It’s like that for the washer/dryer and the hot water heaters too. Nope, I’m not that STUPID!! He turns the thermostat up and OMG I have an oven that works. Seriously, the last time I used it, it was set at the right temperature. I never turn it back to zero. But…he did after he tested it. So, back I go to get my chicken out of Melissa’s oven. He threatened to post my stupidity on Facebook so I beat him to it. 
Yes you have to turn on the electric before you can turn it on!!


Then, last Saturday night I tried to boil water for pasta. The gas comes out, I can hear it and smell it but the burner won’t light. So I message the hubby again. I decide to make something in the oven instead. When I turn it on to preheat it, NOTHING!! Dang! I never flipped the switch! OK message the hubby back and tell him it’s all good and not to even ask!!!

I think I should stick with take out!!

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