I BOUGHT A MICROWAVE FROM AUCTION. The little stove was good enough for frying food on, grilling fish, steak, chops and sausages, it was right for cooking stews in pots but we still needed an oven for making baked dinners without using the electric fry pan. I went to the Chinatown and saw a large white microwave oven for sale in the auction after I sold another carton of books at Shirley’s Book Exchange. I told Carol about it and she told me to buy it when the next sale comes. When the pension day came, we walked to Lutwyche for our pensions from the bank and after the groceries we bought from the supermarket, we caught a bus and went back to the depot where the rents were paid and I took off to the auction sale for the microwave. I got there just in time and I snagged it for $10.00 in working condition, as is. Good enough I said, that’s exactly what I need. I paid upstairs and took the microwave oven away strapped on the bicycle. Once at the depot, I went in the back gates of the depot rather than through the door under the house and parked the bike. What you got there? Queta asked. A microwave oven in perfect working condition I just bought for ten dollars. That’s cheap she said, you can now cook some better food than before. Yes I know, make a roast chicken with pumpkin, onions and potatoes in oil and even sliced salami can go in it to make baked dinners. He really knows how to cook Carol said to Queta. I have never seen a man cooking the kinds of food that he cooks, he could be a chef to be able to do all that. I know how to cook I said because I have learned with experimenting with food. Grandma was always the cook in the family, and I was always around her as a kid watching her doing it. That’s why you’re so independent all the time Queta said. True was my reply and I took the oven and set it up in the kitchen for later.
Posted on: Thu, 08 Aug 2013 05:41:37 +0000
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