Simple..I have two slices of buttered toast every morning with an apple for breakfast. I am a creature of habit. I used to have a banana, but I think I may be allergic to them so I switched to an apple. Not just any old apple either a Raeburn..tart and crisp.
When we used to go camping I missed my toast. We never splurged and bought one of those baskets that you could toast bread with over the campfire.
I have made toast in the oven on a cookie sheet under the broiler..but given my history with burning things under the broiler I am glad I don’t have to do it that way everyday.
Now here is a non electric toaster for you. Apparently the bread was strapped on with the wires..it was placed on the stove. If it was a newfangled gas stove with an actual burner then this toaster was placed over the burner. If it was an old wood fired cook stove I guess it just sat on top waiting for the bread to become toast. I wonder how long it took to make toast that way?
Far Guy likes toast..he likes his peanut butter toast at night and in the morning too..so does Chance.
One day our toaster gave up the ghost. It had toasted it’s last slice of bread, it was about time, it had only been toasting one side of the bread for years, you had to flip it around to achieve equal toasting or just be happy with one sided toast. It was a plain old white toaster. Easy to clean..you could tell when it was dirty.
We went shopping and bought a Oster..yup an Oster Toaster..brushed stainless steel. It has a retractable cord, whoopee..and a button that says cancel just incase your toast is burning and you need to pop it up manually.
For comparison..there is an old electric toaster sitting next to it..a very pretty stainless steel one that is an antique..Far Guy needs to rewire the electrical cord. Times sure have changed.
I am sure that this new brushed stainless steel lummox of a toaster was designed by a man. You know how I can tell? All along the top of that toaster between the black and the stainless..there is a ditch..a road for crumbs..a place for every little crumb to try and make a home. When it is about to drive me totally nuts..I drag out the Q-Tips and wet them and go crumb chasing. I have not decided what is worse..chasing crumbs in that toaster ditch..or having a toaster that when moved even slightly would spew all its crumbs from its bottom all over the counter…or the one that would get so hot on the outside that if someone put the plastic bread bag too close it would melt to the outside of the toaster creating its own artwork.
I know my toaster problems and opinions might seem small in comparison to all the problems in this troubled world..and some people even have worse toaster problems than me..like Karen at Wyndson Farm.
Do you ever look inside your toaster? I do now:)