Kettle Saga
It all started when I found a super cool bright purple retro kettle. I was estatic, it matched the decor I was attempting in my kitchen. I was moving onwards and forwards in having a decor instead of my depression era influenced look I sported for so many years.
In my excitement, I threw out my old plastic wal-mart generic kettle. I was shedding the old and paving the way for a much cooler life.
So, I decided a couple days later to try my super cool bright purple retro kettle... only problem was it leaked. Now, I'm not talking about a little splash. My stovetop was submerged and I was seriously considering calling in the elite scuba diving team for a search and rescue mission. After a couple months of having it as a decoration piece, I finally saw the error in my way and decided I really wanted a kettle that worked. Using a pot was digressing back to the poverty era I was struggling to get away from.
So back up to wal-mart I headed and got another plastic, not quite white kettle. I got home and decided to test it. I put the water in, plugged it in and walked away to give it time to boil.... an hour later I remembered it was on... but there was no noise?!? In my haste to buy a kettle, I didn't think to look to see if it whistled or beeped or made any indication that it was doing the job it's sole purpose was for. After a month of boiling the kettle dry, I decided it was time for a kettle that would alert me that it's life ambition was being fulfilled, instead of neglected on the counter.
So back up to wal-mart I headed......but low and behold, they had retro looking kettles. Not nearly as cool as the purple one, but it was stainless steel. Excitedly, I looked at the kettle closely. I didn't know what I was actually looking for, but decided it was better to look than have another underwater adventure in my kitchen.
So, back home I trucked with my new discovery in bag admist some furry footstools and a frog laundry hamper....
I didn't touch the kettle, I learned my lesson, I got my husband too.
He boiled the water.... we listened and we heard it whistle. I thought my kettle expedition was over! My husband goes into the kitchen to make the elusive cup of tea I had been waiting months for.... but alas, my kettle was broken. The whistle piece detatched as it was supposed to, except it came into many more pieces than intened.
Reciept in hand, I to return yet another kettle. I get the slightly less cool looking retro kettle... It's stainless steel and funky looking but none of the shine and sparkle to the last. It's still sitting there... calling me... taunting me to try it.
I think next time I return a kettle, I will bypass the whole section and get a microwave that heats a myriad of liquids, foods and occasionally toys.
In my excitement, I threw out my old plastic wal-mart generic kettle. I was shedding the old and paving the way for a much cooler life.
So, I decided a couple days later to try my super cool bright purple retro kettle... only problem was it leaked. Now, I'm not talking about a little splash. My stovetop was submerged and I was seriously considering calling in the elite scuba diving team for a search and rescue mission. After a couple months of having it as a decoration piece, I finally saw the error in my way and decided I really wanted a kettle that worked. Using a pot was digressing back to the poverty era I was struggling to get away from.
So back up to wal-mart I headed and got another plastic, not quite white kettle. I got home and decided to test it. I put the water in, plugged it in and walked away to give it time to boil.... an hour later I remembered it was on... but there was no noise?!? In my haste to buy a kettle, I didn't think to look to see if it whistled or beeped or made any indication that it was doing the job it's sole purpose was for. After a month of boiling the kettle dry, I decided it was time for a kettle that would alert me that it's life ambition was being fulfilled, instead of neglected on the counter.
So back up to wal-mart I headed......but low and behold, they had retro looking kettles. Not nearly as cool as the purple one, but it was stainless steel. Excitedly, I looked at the kettle closely. I didn't know what I was actually looking for, but decided it was better to look than have another underwater adventure in my kitchen.
So, back home I trucked with my new discovery in bag admist some furry footstools and a frog laundry hamper....
I didn't touch the kettle, I learned my lesson, I got my husband too.
He boiled the water.... we listened and we heard it whistle. I thought my kettle expedition was over! My husband goes into the kitchen to make the elusive cup of tea I had been waiting months for.... but alas, my kettle was broken. The whistle piece detatched as it was supposed to, except it came into many more pieces than intened.
Reciept in hand, I to return yet another kettle. I get the slightly less cool looking retro kettle... It's stainless steel and funky looking but none of the shine and sparkle to the last. It's still sitting there... calling me... taunting me to try it.
I think next time I return a kettle, I will bypass the whole section and get a microwave that heats a myriad of liquids, foods and occasionally toys.