Out With the Old . . .
I vaguely remember the toaster oven that my mom had purchased. I thought it was a neat device for making things crisp. One year, after being dissatisfied with the way the reheated pizza crust came out in the microwave, I had asked Roland for a toaster oven. The particular modle he had purchased was far more sophisticated than my mom’s had been. I believe there were five settings to reheat, toast, broil and actually cook food. But not an entire meal for three people. I didn’t dislike the toaster oven, but it wasn’t as fast as I believed my mom’s had been. I had thought the waiting time had been longer than the microwave but not much more than an actual toaster. I now believe it is equivalent to an actual oven. Perhaps there is less wattage involved. I don’t know. My main desire for the toaster oven was to toast things that were too fat or messy for the actual toaster – but without the wait of an actual oven. ...