Voice of Reason

It feels these days that we have a lot of pots boiling on the stove. Even before our laundry room is finished, Jeff and I are trying to make some decisions about our kitchen redesign but have been quite overwhelmed by the incredible number of choices out there in everything from cabinet door profiles to tile to oven features. Usually, I'm the dreamer and go off on all sorts of wild and wonderful ideas before reigning myself in and coming back to Jeff, who is quite rooted in reality. That was, until we went shopping for kitchen appliances last weekend and Jeff fell completely and totally head-over-heels for this:

Jeff sees this cooktop as a thing of mechanical beauty. I see this cooktop as a mass of unnecessary moving parts that will inevitably go wrong and that probably can't handle my big soup pot in the first place.

We decided that "Star Trek Stove" (as Jeff has affectionately named this one) needs to stay in the showroom and we need to go back to the drawing board. Jeff is quite heartbroken about it. I keep looking outside, expecting to see pigs flying around because this kitchen has totally upended our usual roles. Me- the main voice of reason while finally planning a new kitchen?! It was a little more fun when I was the dreamer.