There has been a difficult fact that we have been forced to accept tonight.
My trusty Breville Sandwich Toaster that I bought in about 1991 (which has served me well through 2 marriages and a bout of living-in-sin that has already lasted longer then either of them) has finally given up the ghost.
The non-stick has unstuck, it takes an age to heat up and then takes forever to toast the toasties (tonights were cheese, ham and onion with a little worcester sauce – much yummy indeed).
So – we need to buy a new one. Simple, yes? But no no no no no. This means that we need to make a decision – we now have to choose whether to stick with a classic sandwich toaster that seals the edges to that gorgeous crispiness as in the photo, OR to go for a more modern café-press style gridlly thing that is more versatile.
It is a very important decision, and one that has to be taken seriously. The Man’s immediate reaction was “Let’s just get both!” but this isn’t practical as we live in a small London flat, with a small London kitchen – there is not the room for such extravagance!
I’m sure anyone reading this will have an opinion (which I would love to hear) and will be desperate to know what conclusion we come to – so I will be sure to come back and tell of the story’s end!