Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Sunday morning coffee with warmth

I only eat in the kitchen (instead of the living room) if I have a fire going in the kitchen stove. Saturday night was going to be very cold, so I kept both fires going. Sitting with my back to the heat--in the sun by the time I get up on days off!--is such luxury.


I was especially grateful I was able to wake up the kitchen fire quickly, because at dawn Sunday morning the temperature was -2F/-19C, more than ten degrees colder than predicted. In the kitchen and living room it was 62F/17C which is well above where the thermostat is set.


Warmth on the outside as well as the inside:

6 comments:

  1. It sure looks cozy and warm... and a tea warmer to boot. I'm curious about the words on the stove. I thought maybe they were German or Yiddish but Google translate isn't helping me out at all.

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  2. They're Norwegian. It's a Jo/tul stove. (Pretend I can do fancy scripts in comments and put the slash on the o.) Last time I looked, Google doesn't do Norwegian, so I don't know what it says, either.

    (And coffee. Coffee. I don't do tea. If you visit me, you have to bring your own.)

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  3. Ahhhhhhhh fires. Mmmmm. So nice.

    I'm on my way with tea :D

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  4. Bag Lady (who wasn't signed in to the proper account and is too lazy to figure out how to fix that....) says:

    It means something about sitting down at the end of the day by the fire, but I'm not exactly sure.
    Nice stove, though.
    Where did you find it?

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  5. Of course, I tried to translate it using Swedish, but I found a Norwegian translator, and it says something about God quenching my thirst..... I think it's probably a well-known poem.... if you are Norwegian.
    If you really want to know, I'll call my Norwegian friend and find out......

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  6. I'd love to know what it says, yes.

    At the time the house was being built, there was a [let's see if this works] J√łtul [woot! it worked] dealer not thirty miles from here. Two weeks before he installed the stoves he had a heart attack. (I expect his doctor would have had one to know the patient was up on the roof installing stove pipe.) A year later, the business phone didn't answer. I don't think I could easily get a replacement now.

    (Sagan, just bring the tea; there are plenty of pots to choose from.)

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