It’s a truism that we travel to experience new things, but it’s also true that while traveling we miss some old things about home. (Few people talk about this part, at least in my company.)
While I’ve been delighted to be back in the UK after a 30-plus year absence, I haven’t felt too pleased at breakfast time. You see, the Brits haven’t discovered the toaster oven.
Here’s what happens every morning, the inevitable: the toast gets stuck.
Why hasn’t the toaster oven make it across the pond? I’ve asked a few people and they’ve never even heard of the thing.
I love my toaster oven, not only for toasting bagels and other chubby slices that would otherwise get destroyed in a pop-up toaster. I love using it for making melted cheese sandwiches and re-heating a slice of pizza. I often bake sweet potatoes in it when it’s too hot to turn on the oven.
I will confess that it’s getting harder and harder to find a really good toaster oven, one that is aluminum rather than plastic, one that doesn’t ding and tick, one that doesn’t require a few hours of reading to figure out how it operates, one that really lasts. So I’ve resorted to buying vintage GE toaster ovens on E-Bay, and I’ve been really happy with them.
If I were at home, I’d photograph my current toaster oven and show it off to you, but I’m still on the road, so I’ve taken this image from google to give you some idea of the pleasure and convenience not only of using a vintage toaster oven, but of looking at it.
This tiny image doesn’t do it justice, but look at that shine!