Tale of the little gas range and the big bad world
„Once upon a time there was a little gas range, who really wanted to have a family, a place where he could belong, a place where people would love him, a place where he would be valued…”
Or at least this is how I imagine the other part of the story. But lets just jump back to the begining.
Two weeks ago I finally had enough spare money to make a little upgrade in my kitchen, where I spend most of my free time. But you know, my passion towards cooking is one of my most important parts. So, I had to figure out where to start this upgrade.
Once I looked around I already knew what to do. There was my beloved stove: the one I used since I was 21 (and that was long-long ago…). I had so much good memory with that piece of my playground. But now it is old, and sometmes it isn’t even working. I knew, no mather how hard it is, I have to make a step.
So I started to think, where could I find a new gas range, which would be good (for me) and could serve me for at least one decade. Finally I came across a site, where someone already wrote an article about the best gas ranges – needles to say ,this is why I love the internet: people share there experience and you can get information from the other side of the world. Once I ended reading the article I knew which stove I have to buy.
There was a tiny, metallic one, with a smile on his front side, from which I already know we are meant to be together. This was pure fate. Without any interruption I orderded it, and since a week it is my newest, and best part of my kitchen. I wish it can support me during my journey of cooking.
Thank you stranger who lead me to this little gas stoven, I owe you!
And to you dear reader, I just recommend the link above, and please write a comment about, what should I cook next time, with this little miracle.