The Latest Lost in Suburbia Column: Goldilocks and the Three Toaster Ovens

Goldilocks has nothing on me. She couldn’t find a chair that wasn’t too hard or too soft.

Me? I’m on my fourth toaster oven in two weeks. Yes, it’s an addiction. I have major toaster oven issues. I am officially ready for toaster oven rehab.

It all started when the first toaster oven – the one we’d had for pretty much our entire marriage – gave up the toast, I mean the ghost. One day it decided that everything we put in should come out blackened. We decided differently.

With heavy hearts, we said goodbye to old toasty and I went out to find a new one…

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