I hate electric ranges
Steve Wertz wrote:
> On 3 Jan 2006 02:44:45 +0100, Wayne Boatwright
> > wrote:
>
> >On Mon 02 Jan 2006 05:26:52p, Thus Spake Zarathustra, or was it Steve
> >Wertz?
>
> >> Elements under glass are sometimes an exception. That's why I
> >> noted it. They can be red and still not produce heat enough to
> >> cook with.
> >
> >When the elements under the glass of my range glow read they are definitely
> >hot enough to boil water. It must depend on the individual range.
>
> My brother has one of those and it glows, but produces very little
> heat for some reason. He's got all the fancy "fuzzy logic"
> kitchen equipment. It's just "fuzzy" with no logic behind it.
You know what's fun? Being out on a gravel bar on an August or
September evening in the Missouri Ozarks, with a good bed of coals and
some shagbark hickory bark for smoke flavor. Nice Porterhouse steaks.
Then you build the fire back up for socializing, and to assure great
coals for the morning.
Someone wakes up and rebuilds the fire (often me), a few folks, mostly
the males, start getting coffee ready on a Coleman stove, which later
gets used for bacon and eggs, and after rebuilding the fire to take off
the chill, coals are moved to the side for a restored cooking fire.
Hickory bark is again employed to cook brats, more steak, or other
meats. BY this time the others are waking up, happy to be greeted by
hot coffee beverage with heavy cream, possibly with Splenda or sugar as
their preference might dictate. Oh, the guys are probably naked except
for footwear, necessary on the gravel.
Eggs are cooked to order, some basted, some scrambled liberally with
butter. There might be potatoes, baked by the fire the night before,
that are chopped and browned in the bacon fat. There might be
avocadoes to slice, and very likely chiles roasted either the night
before, or in the morning. Everybody eventually wakes up and gets fed.
Clothing is optional, except that no one goes in the water wearing
anything. It's a matter of comfort.
Even though most people are nude, it's anything but a sexually charged
situation. Quite the contrary.
I'm lucky. Not because I *get to look at naked females*, but because I
get to be primitively human with people who are smart and are being
relaxed about their bodies and their camping experience. Hedonism does
not necessarily imply impropiety. We eat well, and drink well, and our
state of dress is no more likely to lead to inappropriste expressions
of sexual desire than if we were all wearing winter parkas. I winter
camp with these same people, and the social relations are just the
same.
>
> -sw
--Bryan
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