Friday, September 4, 2009

Rotisserie Reminiscence

You may have seen the late night infomercial for the Ronco Showtime Rotisserie. The catch-phrase is "Set it and forget it"...ring any bells? Jeff use to own one but gave it away when moving on to the boat full time. Space was an issue as well as the electricity. But, as of late, the rotisserie has been dearly missed and so another one was ordered to fill the void. It arrived yesterday and we wasted no time before putting it to use. I realized as dinner slowly rotated that I have quite a few fond memories involving rotisseries past. When Jeff and I first met, he would call to say he was cooking lunch & I would come over and spend the afternoon. His speciality was pork tenderloin, seasoned to perfection and then turned to a crusty, crispy goldness in the rotisserie accompanied by green beans and mashed potatoes. The "set it and forget it" method of cooking was condusive for cocktails and conversation and here we still are today. A girl loves a man that cooks.


Then, there was a trip we made to visit friends, Emmet & Theresa, in the smoky mountains. We arrived late [because Emmet got us lost and then stuck in traffic] and we were tired and hungry. Upon entering the house, a fire burned cozily in the fireplace, and in the kitchen a rotisserie was cooking dinner and filling the house with it's pleasing aroma. A great start to a great weekend. That particular rotisserie saw a lot of use, perhaps some abuse, and during a visit to their home in Ocala [another really great time!], while we "set it and forgot it" the door just fell off and crashed to the kitchen floor. When Jeff gave his old one away, that's who it went to...we at least knew they were going to get some good use out of it.

Another fond memory: our first Thanksgiving spent together... and the turkey was rotisseried.
Shortly after sampling that bird, my mother went and ordered a rotisserie of her own and her and I have shared many a companionable meal cooked with it as well as a holiday turkey or 2, and even holiday racks of ribs.
And who could forget the Thanksgiving all the boys [Jeff, Rob, & Dan] got involved in the kitchen concocting a blend of herbs and seasonings to inject into the turkey breast, because Jeff's rotisserrie came with a super-sized syringe for just that purpose.

Who knew you could feel so sentimental over a kitchen appliance?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

i do recall the time the 3 guys gave that injection... great meal!
and of course, many times hanging in the kitchen or garage, with the rotisserie going... great times, good food, loads of fun, many drinks and the best... the company!!!
cant wait for more!
aunt karen

capndeb said...

Another great item is the "Crock Pot". Imagine a cold winter in Michigan, a day spent cross country skiing, or ice fishing or (believe it or not) getting the boat ready for an early spring launch... walking in the door and the aroma of slow cooked Corned Beef welcoming you home!

Momma said...

How wonderful! We should have known you could not survive for long without a Ronco Rotisserie. Perhaps Dan will bring his over for this year's Christmas Day meal. Looking forward to it already. Love, Momma

Anonymous said...

I'm catching up on all of your posts - I'm so glad you started this blog! I'm still hoping to get down that way in December.