I want some choice! My oven died (RIP dear old, old KitchenAid), forcing me to go shopping. I searched online and in stores. I discovered that ranges come in 5 colors now: black, white, and stainless steel and stainless steel and stainless steel. I hate stainless steel. I know that, when my dishwasher and fridge die, I’ll want to match my range. A kitchen-full of stainless steel is not that appealing to many of us who have spent a decent portion of our lives in hospitals. Or for people who grew up in the food industry, because stainless steel represents work and sweat and parents who used them as (semi-)slave labor, denying them playtime and movies and TV and couch-potatoing—all those things that cry out “childhood”! I lived with stainless steel, and I don’t want to do it again. But black is so, well, dark. And white…old fashioned white…is so…blah. I want color. I deserve color. Maybe not avocado green again, or that rust color appliances once sported. But COLOR. CHOICE.
It’s all so distressing. Sigh.
