I’ll give you some clues. He’s black, short, and hot. Also, he’s not a he.
Ok, ok, before you get any other ideas, my first bae was my LG gas oven. Yes, an oven I can call my own. Finally I can bake to my heart’s content.
The oven was similar to what my sister-in-law has, actually it was literally the same model, just in a different color. It came with 3 gas burners, an electric plate, 2 baking pans and a grill as well as a rotassiere. It was the complete package. Unfortunately one thing I hated was that my parents preferred using our separate LG gas range, and since I only bake on the weekends, the oven and the range shared only one Shellane gas tank therefore, to use the oven I needed to call upon my parents to transfer the tubing from the connection of the range to the tubing for the oven. It was not until 2 years earlier that they finally trusted me enough to teach me how to transfer the tubings and I cannot believe how simple it is. #strictparents.
I think they were traumatized when my father transferred the tubings and switched on the knob for the oven thinking that it would automatically ignite. Little did he know that this oven was not similar to the oven we have today. To light this oven you need to place a lighted match or use a lighter gun on the holes at the bottom of the oven where the gas exits as you turn on the knob. Okay going back, he left it on for about 3 minutes with the oven door closed and left. When I opened it holding the lighter gun, whooosh, flames erupted towards me, right towards my face. Haaaaaay. Thank the Lord I was quick in my actions as I quickly moved away from the flame. I quickly washed my face and my arms thinking that I got burnt. Thankfully only the hairs on my arms my eyelash were all curled up and dissipared upon contact with water. To be honest, I did not bear hate towards my father for that incident. I was actually angry at the oven! Haha childish I know (#transference) so much that I didn’t use it for several weeks. As for the batter mixture, my mom was the one who baked it.
That oven was my companion in the kitchen for several years, thus the many pounds and inches hahaha😂. I even remember selling my baked goods to my classmates in high school which actually continued on until college.
Anyway, as things go, there came the time that we must part. Third year college came and with it came more chapters to read, leaving little time to bake. Sadly, I gave up my hobby of baking. Fourth year was especially daunting, when even the weekends where taken up by the PNLE review, thus, baking was totally off the list.
Came November 2015, my mom decided to sell the oven. It was very rarely used then, and rather than reducing it to rust, I posted an ad on OLX.ph to sell the oven. Hurrah hurrah, not long after, a woman from Michigan saw my ad and requested her daughter to purchase it. She seemed very eager to purchase the oven so I had no doubt in my mind that it would be well taken care of. By December, the new owners came for Bae and I said goodbye for the last time. 💔