A little over 3 years ago, my downdraft oven died. It was also a downdraft oven and for 7 years using it, it worked well.
It was only 20 years old.
Perhaps you don't know this, but I'm not a great cook. Technically, I can follow a recipe because in my mind, it's Chemistry and if I think like a chemist, things usually come out alright.
For years, Scott wondered why my measuring cups were beakers and Erlenmeyer flasks.
So we bought a counter top convection oven that would bake pizza and grilled cheese sandwiches and the occasional casserole in the smallest of casserole dishes. Actually I cooked as well in that thing than in the big oven, so the family survived.
Realistically, I thought it would be easy to replace the range, but when I was ready to buy the bazillion dollar unit, Jenn-Air lost its mind. It had the worst reputation for needing repairs and held the patent so that other companies couldn't create their own.
We waited, and waited, and thought about remodeling the whole kitchen just to get a range in our peninsula. The dollar signs got larger and larger, but what could we do?
Then slowly the old burners burned out one by one. The last burner sparked, flamed and died in November, 2014.
So I went to Home Depot and purchased the beautiful range just before Thanksgiving, and, it only took 6 months for someone to get it installed.
Now, we have a high-tech range with a sophisticated computerized system that qualifies me for manning the space shuttle when I learn it.
The bonus is that the process for reworking the vent and the kitchen might begin this month with company #7.
The downside is that I have to get rid of all my copper cookware and those with ridges on the bottom and hope that I don't drop anything on the cooktop.
Scott said he wanted to see the oven used all the time and I said, "Let the burning of food begin."
May all your days be filled with dreaming of new appliances and cooking spectacular dinners. I'll dream too. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.