Hello, its hubby here, moonlighting again. In the 1970’s the only thing wider than my Dad’s sideburns were his flares. The decade was full of dubious kitchen gadgets like hostess trolleys, electric tin openers, food processors and of course in 1974 the legendary Breville Toasted Sandwich Maker.
I know my parents had one because when I moved in with my future wife in 2002, my parents kindly gave us their vintage toasted sandwich maker. I have to admit we used it sparingly, it was and still is I suppose, a year older than me and we’re both leery of electrical death and fire (too much Fireman Sam).
So when the Breville Hot Cup appeared for us to have a shufty at, I wasn’t expecting much to be honest. Brevilles changed ownership since the 1970’s and has fallen off my personal radar- they make kettles and toasters and stuff like that now days and most of that sort of thing is fairly interchangeable as far as I’m concerned.
So the Hot Cup came as a bit of a pleasant surprise to be honest. It won’t wow anyone who’s worked in a modern office, but it is a bit of a revelation at home. It boils one cup of water really really quickly. And if you think about it, that’s really really useful. I’m constantly silently resenting people for boiling a whole kettle of water (at enormous cost) to make one blooming cup of tea, never mind how long it takes to boil. Well, this gets round it by boiling one mug of water (variable quantity setting if you don’t have a manly mug too) very quickly with no fuss other than a funky blue light and a strange cough at the end.
I love it, it may even stop wars, famines, make first contact with aliens, make you a more considerate and sensitive lover, I don’t know and wouldn’t like to say one way or the other but it is a blinking marvel in the kitchen.
Its me, Zooarchaeologist here. I have regained my blog.
I quite like it, but it is a bit big on the worktop,
I’m not convinced the water is properly boiling,
boiling hot and it’s a bit
of a pain to make a cup of tea nowadays as the
husband is always standing by the darned thing,
finding excuses for boiled water.