We haven’t turned on the air conditioning yet. As bull-headed as I am about not cranking the heat during the winter, it’s the same with not cranking the air in the summer. I’m not sure how long I can hold out, though. Today was 94 degrees and tomorrow is forecast to be the same, but it is supposed to get cooler toward the weekend.
Anyway, once I do turn on the air, it seems senseless to have a hot stove or oven going. The kitchen heats up so quickly, and that means the dining room does, too. Deborah’s old house had the most genius thing in the entire world: an oven in the garage. She could cook a pizza and have all the heat stay out of the house. I have envied that for a long time, and thought several times about putting an apartment-sized oven in the basement. The trouble with that is getting an electrician to install the right outlet, so that dreams dies right there.
But….. we do have an entryway…..
Hmmmmm……
Yep. This is happening. I prototyped by putting the roaster out there and using it to cook the pretzel layer for the Sunday’s strawberry pretzel salad. I also put the crockpot out there for the meatballs. I cracked the windows and all was well!
Now that this seemed to be a do-able project, I cleaned out the entryway, brought up some of the random lumber from the basement to cobble together a work surface, and even bought a burner to cook noodles!
Let the easily-dismantled-in-the-fall-who-are-we-kidding-this-will-be-up-until-Christmas summer kitchen begin!