It started before we ever moved into this house.
I wanted the versatility, the instant response, I was ready to “go pro.”
A gas stove.
But I didn’t want a new one. Oh no. Not me. I had to get an old one. A real old one.
I didn’t want anything that would be considered electronic within it. No digital display, no computer controlled dealios. Just an old, OLD gas stove that I could use.
One that could handle my big old canning pots and also serve as a backup/secondary oven for bigger meals.
Yes, you heard that right – I wasn’t getting rid of the electric smoothtop range – I wanted a SECOND stove.
When J & S, our lovely neighbors who sold us the house, renovated everything, they decided to create a new kitchen out of what was originally a servant’s living/dining area. It had a door into a closet, and also a door into the main level bathroom (yes, the main level bathroom originally had TWO doors leading into it) that were both walled over.
Technically speaking, the room was probably two rooms at one time, a butler’s pantry occupied about 1/3 of it, but that was long after we or our neighbors had been introduced to it.
In any case, the old kitchen became our utility room. With the help of J, we created a bump out and ran pipes and electrical to one wall, creating a space for our washer and dryer.
Only the old farmhouse sink remained in the kitchen. It was here in the old kitchen that I decided I would put the second stove.
I began to haunt Craig’s List. And on Friday morning, I saw a stove that jumped out at me. It was priced at $145. We went to look at it, and I talked the guy down to $100 because we had absolutely NO idea whether it was functional or not.
Yeah, I paid $100 for a stove that may or may not work.
I’ve just spent the past two hours cleaning it and cooing over it.
There’s been a lot of cooing.
I’m figuring it is late 40’s early 50’s era. A Roper model.
Dave will be employed soon. After he is, I’ll be making some calls to find out what needs to happen to run a gas line and do a pressure test on it.
I’ll be crossing my fingers that I haven’t bought a dysfunctional stove!
I really love it. And if push comes to shove and it isn’t functional, well, I’ll try to re-sell it for what I paid for it. I think it is absolutely lovely.