Call Her Easy-Off!

Guy spent much of the day Saturday scrubbing the oven. And then the rest of the kitchen!

With the loud sighs, heavy exhales and scratching of steel wool and Swiffer’s on their respective surfaces, you could hear she was working hard.

Which is why I had to turn the sound up on the Buckeye game!

When the game ended, I offered help. “Do you want me to take some chopped meat out of the freezer so you can make meatballs for dinner?” I asked thinking that they’re easier to make after a day of cleaning than stuffed peppers!

OK, Chines food it is.

After the hours spent cleaning, she walked me into the kitchen for THE reveal. I knew the rules: tell her it looks amazing!

And she knew the drill: I was lying and that there was little she could do to get me to care what the inside of an oven looks like, unless there is a roast in there!

I also knew better than to say, “You know that this is a self-cleaning oven, right?” But pointing to the button which says self-cleaning while asking, “What does this button do?” was not much wiser.

I don’t mind hard work. But if the oven believes it can clean itself, who am I to tell it otherwise?

This week, I spoke to five dealers whose businesses had been significantly affected by either a Covid outbreak or a serious exposure in their stores. I’m aware that there are political differences in the country presently regarding whether or not Covid is a plague on our house or a hoax, so I’ll let history be the judge of that. But to dealers nervous for the health of their co-workers, customers and families, and who are left short-handed handed at the counter, the effects of the Covid-19 pandemic are real.