My wife, Josie, bought our electric stove shortly after we moved into our new house in 2006. It was long before we added the extension to the back of our house. The right half of that extension became our dirty kitchen.
I don’t remember dates (or even years) very well. I can remember events and place them between certain years, but that’s about it. The electric stove still sits between cabinets and cupboards in our original kitchen, inside the house, but we rarely use it.
We should replace it. I’ll explain why.
Josie returned to the United States in 2007 to continue working. She treated coming home to the Philippines like a vacation. That is, until the end of 2014. She’s not going back to work ever again.
Our younger son, Jon, was living here until sometime near the end of 2012. He completed nursing school in 2011. Yes, he has a degree in nursing even though he’ll probably never use it. He’s in the Army now.
We (Jon and me) used the electric stove daily. At one point, when Josie was due to return, a relative decided to clean it. Inside, outside, on each side and behind it. She did such a good job, she cleaned off the paint above the knobs that indicated what did what. I guess you could call that damage.
The electric stove came with a glass cover, which we rarely used to cover the burners. Unfortunately, the one time we did use it for that purpose, it turned into a disaster. Sometime in 2015, Josie attempted to bake something and turned on the wrong burner. The heat caused the glass to explode.
We have a two-burner gas stove on the counter top in the dirty kitchen. It’s the latest in a line of gas stoves that worked and then failed. They’re cheaply made and relatively inexpensive. We keep the propane tank hidden away below the counter top.
Since our return in late 2014, we’ve only used the electric stove for baking and cooking in emergencies. The emergencies are when we run out of propane at the same time as our relatives, who are also our neighbors.
Josie prefers using the gas stove for cooking. That’s actually a good thing. Because it’s in the dirty kitchen and she cooks fish almost every day, I don’t have to smell it inside the house. The smell of cooked fish will linger for hours and sometimes days.
I spend a lot of time closing the door between the inside kitchen and the dirty kitchen. I don’t know why, but our relatives don’t seem to know how to close doors behind them. They also don’t seem to know how to turn off lights during the day (after turning them on for something).
So… we use the electric stove too rarely to consider replacing it. Perhaps we will replace it someday, but not in the foreseeable future. I think (and it sometimes hurts me when I do) we’ll replace it when it no longer works. Electrical appliances seem to break down often around here.
By the way, an electric stove is also called an electric range. I don’t know why, but I’ve never heard anyone call it anything but a stove. Perhaps I lived in the wrong part of the United States.