so my mother’s kitchen, it looks like she has two ovens stacked vertically (the range is off to the side). top one is a microwave tho. my mother likes to microwave her eggs for some reason. probably just to disgust me. but like i warned her as prophecy foretold one day she spilled an egg down the front of her microwave and down into the oven controls.
she was smart enough to cut the power immediately (her side of the family was farmers, my dad’s side miners, so we’re used to fixing everything ourselves. we just had to clean out the pcb and had no permanent shorting) but i feel your pain.
she still microwaves her eggs. like fuck how hard is it to grab the big kettle and the spider skimmer
I get the microwaving eggs thing. It’s an inferior culinary experience, but it’s easier. I microwave things whenever possible because I have difficulty standing up for any significant period of time; even if the time taken is identical, microwaving something usually means pressing a few buttons before sitting down and waiting, whereas cooking something on the range usually involves tending, meaning I have to stay there.
I realize this is probably hilariously unrealistic but. I prescribe a kitchen remodel. They have all kinds of designs for folks in wheelchairs that you could use with just a regular chair
i get that. sometimes i feel like a bicycle. i’m fine laying down or leaning on shit, but if you want me upright you need to give me space to keep moving (so i don’t tip over).
My wife once dropped a metal bottle cap on the capacitive controls for our oven.
I don’t know anything about oven software, but so far as I could tell, it caused the entire thing to basically reboot.
so my mother’s kitchen, it looks like she has two ovens stacked vertically (the range is off to the side). top one is a microwave tho. my mother likes to microwave her eggs for some reason. probably just to disgust me. but
like i warned heras prophecy foretold one day she spilled an egg down the front of her microwave and down into the oven controls.she was smart enough to cut the power immediately (her side of the family was farmers, my dad’s side miners, so we’re used to fixing everything ourselves. we just had to clean out the pcb and had no permanent shorting) but i feel your pain.
she still microwaves her eggs. like fuck how hard is it to grab the big kettle and the spider skimmer
I get the microwaving eggs thing. It’s an inferior culinary experience, but it’s easier. I microwave things whenever possible because I have difficulty standing up for any significant period of time; even if the time taken is identical, microwaving something usually means pressing a few buttons before sitting down and waiting, whereas cooking something on the range usually involves tending, meaning I have to stay there.
I realize this is probably hilariously unrealistic but. I prescribe a kitchen remodel. They have all kinds of designs for folks in wheelchairs that you could use with just a regular chair
i get that. sometimes i feel like a bicycle. i’m fine laying down or leaning on shit, but if you want me upright you need to give me space to keep moving (so i don’t tip over).
Heh, nice.