Food blogger without a stove

I'm pouting.

Have you ever been left so completely bereft by the lack of a kitchen appliance, you were stopped in your tracks?

I’m not talking cheese grater here..I mean something big. Maybe the garbage disposal. Maybe the refrigerator. At my house, for the last two weeks, we have been sans stove.

As a food blogger, losing your stove is almost worse than being on a diet. Seriously. Its like not having a computer..can you even CALL yourself a food blogger when you don’t have computer.  Why even wake up?

“We have to order the part,” they warned.

At first, we figured we would just grill. Alot. And eat out. Alot.

So we threw open the lid to the grill and convened around the flame. Chicken thighs. Whole Chicken. Chicken Breasts.  Whole Fish. Lamb. Steak. All with a round about of marinades. We grilled vegetables. Asparagus. Corn. Artichokes. We grilled fruit. Pineapple. Pears. At first, we felt at one with the grill. Reconnected to the summer and out little back yard. But then. The romance flamed out. Don’t get me wrong. I love my grill but woman can not live on grill alone. Maybe man can. But a woman needs a little romance, some finesse to soften up the sheer brute of the grill.

Then we ran out of propane.

“The part has been ordered,” they promised.

Salads. Kale. Mixed Greens. Caesar. Exuberant with the summer’s colors and farmer’s market bounty.  Alive with wonder and full of fiber, we nodded to one another “Yes, yes. Why DON’T we do salads like this more often?” Eventually though, the freshness wore off. We craved food that warms the gullet and fills the belly.

Then we ate out. I’ve been known to say that any meal that someone else cooks me is the best meal. Eat out every night and you will begin to see, that is simply not the case. Sushi. Indian. Hawaiian. Thai. Vietnamese. Burgers. Pizza. Sushi again. Nepalese. The wallet was wearing thin, as was my patience with snotty hostesses, ambivalent waiters and soul-less chefs.

“Nope, the part still hasn’t arrived. Maybe get a hotplate?” They suggested.

A HOT PLATE! I didn’t even resort to a hotplate in college. Excuse me, but I am a cook, not a Ramen Noodle fanatic.  I am a foodie, not plate scraper. You clearly do not understand, a dinner isn’t a dinner unless all four burners are blazing.

See where I am going here? My patience is wearing thin. My hunger is starting to claw out of my belly and into my psyche. Even my normally easy-going husband has just about had it. Foodie Rudy (aka dog) is starting to wonder if the kitchen will ever warrant a nose-to-the-ground-for-overboards again.

The stove is the alter in my kitchen. I want a stir-fry. I want to make my super fantastic tomato sauce. I want to make my killer-food-truck-worthy-spicy shrimp. I want Jamie Oliver spicy cod. I have local, organic veal just ready for a lasagna that would make an Italian mother weep. Temptations abound from my favorite food bloggers: Tellicherry Pepper Chicken from, Har Gow from Its been two and a half weeks waiting, yearning for this replacement part that will once again make my heart and blog (and stomach) happy again.

I have decided to pout. I know its self indulgent. It would be MUCH better to self indulge with a killer pasta cream sauce.

“Lady, really. There is nothing we can do until the part arrives. Would you like to order a new stove?”

Will it get here sooner?

Until then, I leave you with one question. What would YOU make if you didn’t have a stove? What’s your fave no-cook recipe?

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About Tara DeWitt Coomans

An aspiring cook and an accomplished eater, Tara is inspired by the world around her and the food on her plate. "When you can't jump on a plane and take a vacation to an exotic destination, chances are you can whip up a dish or go to a restaurant that will take you there." says Tara. She often eats out at a restaurant after trying to accomplish a given dish at home. None the less, she enjoys food and what it says about the human experience. Tara is a full-time freelance writer and blogger. She specializes in writing about food, cooking and travel. You can find her in the kitchen, on the plane or at her computer.