The Simplest Joy

I was able to replace the stove after passing about two years without a working oven. The new oven sat in the front room for almost all of that time. I improvised a bit with a tabletop oven but it isn't the same at all. My eccentric landlord-housemate gave in finally, having tried in vain to fix the miserable, 40=year old broken appliance.

To be able to roast a bird at home, properly and wthout any fuss, is a simple joy.