Yesterday, this intrepid gas stove (left), which has resided in the apartment for many more years than I have, was replaced. Suffering a wacky thermostat that has been kaput for some time, broken hot plates, and a dangerously sprung eat-you door, I regretfully asked my landlady for a new one (on the right). Every stove has its idiosyncrasies and I surely knew this one's. Built like a tank, it was probably a relic of the sixties. The new one seems not so solid but hopefully will be more efficient. I cook almost every day so it's important. It is shiny and spotless, but I will soon change that.
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Anxious to baptize the oven I cooked salmon on a bed of celery, scallions and carrots all finely diced, with a little olive oil. I lined the pyrex dish with a thinly sliced peeled russet. Was strange to set the oven to 375f and have everything cook very evenly. The salmon was a little dry but the potatoes were perfect. The oven heated up nicely, and it all took a little longer than usual to cook. Then I realized that the old one must have been running like a furnace due to its wayward thermostat as the kitchen was still relatively cool at the end of it. Since then it's been mainly stove top cutlets and salads but I am pleased with the oven's first results.
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