The electricity seems to go out often here. If I was tasked to say something positive about that, and I'm scraping the blessings barrel here, if it happens in the winter we can take the food from the refrigerator and put it outside to keep it from perishing. If it happens in the summer we won't freeze at night!
One more thing ... it makes me appreciate electricity. You can't fathom the elation an electricity-addicted woman feels when suddenly, with no warning, every appliance that was humming or glowing when the current croaked jolts back to life. Joy, baby.
It's a little disconcerting when the electricity dies during meal prep. If I could anticipate an outage, I wouldn't fill the oven (electric) with a roast and some herbed red potatoes. Nope. Fortunately, we have a gas line to our hob, and the meal was salvaged by a cast iron Dutch oven pulling stovetop duty.
The FRE wanted his meager bread ration as toast that night. Not much pulls duty like an electric toaster.
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