Love, Laughter, and Life

Adventures With a Book Lover


Leave a comment

Small Things DO Count

Does anyone recognize this?

It is absoutely necessary for a stove to work. Don’t ask me for a technical name, but this odd looking contraption plugs in somewhere inside the gas stove, and the flints mysteriously spark and make the gas stove click on. That would be the gas stove that cooks our meals. Not the gas insert that heats a home.

Notice the flint is broken.

Which means the stove is broken.

This piece is only about 1/8 of an inch wide and about 2 inches long. Despite that tiny size, if it doesn’t work, the stove doesn’t work.

Let’s say the flint plug (oh, I like that name) is the bridle that controls the Clydesdale stove.

It’s time for a new flint plug. Day 3 without and counting.

On the other hand, I have successfully poached my first ever chicken breasts for Thai salad and it was wonderful. Much faster than roasting.

Moving on to more stove top experiments.