Aidan had mentioned to Oma and Opa our lack of waffle consumption since the death of the iron. They had a plan - buy me a new one for my birthday. When they returned from Cyprus Suzanne looked at what was available at Walmart. Not too impressive a selection. I said, "Look, all I want is my Fostoria fixed. I don't want a new iron."
When we got home I pulled it out of the cupboard and asked my father-in-law to take a look. At first he said, "Nope, can't fix this, not worth it, have no idea what's wrong." But he tinkered with it, pulled out some wires, went to the hardware store, fiddled with elements and....fixed my Fostoria. The next day we had...WAFFLES!
So my simple saturday recommendation is if it's broke - fix it! Don't toss it! Don't make more waste in the landfill, don't spend for a new small appliance. Find someone or teach yourself and fix it!
2 comments:
Yay!!
I wish more people thought like that. We all give up too easily.
I wanna waffle iron!! used, working. . . alas, I'd settle for some of your homemade waffles too! Wait to go!
Julie
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