After
65 odd years, the thermostat in our Norge oven gave way a few weeks ago. Bread
was burning, cookies, cakes, and granola were impossible, and the only thing I
could safely cook was roasted veggies, and then only when I opened the oven
several times during the process to cool it off. Our local repair shop basically
refused to come out and look at the problem because the stove was too old, so
we were left on our own—or, as the
repair people suggested, we could buy a
new stove. I refused. An old stove is not that complicated and a new stove, I
knew, would last ten years and need to be replaced. We were determined—and followed a few simple
guidelines to success.
Find the experts. After
being rejected by the local repair guys, someone suggested that I contact Spencer Appliances in Portland which
specializes in old appliances and repairs. Mark took the thermostat out of the
stove (no easy task), taking photographs and labeling wires as he went. He
handed it off to me and I hopped on the bus to the big city to visit a friend
and the parts store. I felt like I was
stepping back in time, visiting a Portland that was rapidly disappearing twenty
years ago, when I lived there, and almost gone now. It lurks in outer South and
North East, on old commercial streets. The places are doomed—there are
cafes moving in next door to both—but
they are still there, with stoves and washing machines spilling outside. I
walked in to Spencer’s, carrying my part. The owners looked at it, sighed, and
sent someone off to the storage area. “I dunno,” they said, “It’s an old
one.” The searcher came back empty
handed. I waited. The guys looked at the part again. “I really like my stove,” I said. “Is it one
of those forty inchers?” one asked. I nodded. They looked thoughtful. “Well,”
the owner sighed, “There are replacement parts, if that’s ok.” I nodded eagerly.
He reached for an old and battered book, rattling off numbers to himself. “This
one will work,” he said, pointing to the illustration and writing down the numbers
on a slip of paper. “Go to Nor-Mon on
Stark. They’ll have it.” Nor-Mon on
Stark did have it, along with some advice on installation. “We used to work
with nine shops between Corvallis and Albany,” the owner told me. “But there’s only
two left—and one’s really changed in the last two years. They don’t work on
stuff anymore. It’s a shame. Those old stoves were great. “ “I know,” I agreed.
Trace the energy flows. When I came home, proudly bearing the new—and
old—part, Mark went to work. His big
task was to figure out how the electricity moved so that he could attach the
wires to the right places. Despite assurances that it was quite clear and the
instructions were great, this was a challenge.
He spent hours tracing wires back, labeling them, testing out theories,
and moving back to his notes. What is
the voltage—is it changing? Where are the grounds? Where does the electricity flow? Although the
stove is pretty simple and he had rewired a burner last year, it was a
challenge. He had made one big assumption that was WRONG.
Question your assumptions. Early on, we decided that we did not
need the wire that led from the thermostat to the timer. After all, when was I
ever going to put a raw dinner in the oven and leave it, setting a timer to
turn on the oven hours later? I’d heard about such things, back in the day, but
this was clearly against the Food Handler’s Card rules. It is just complicating
matters, Mark thought. Then he spent
hours trying to see how electricity flowed into the thermostat… and realized
that it flowed THROUGH THE TIMER. Once re re-attached that wire, everything
fell into place.
Plan ahead. If I had been
thinking, I would have baked some bread before we turned off the oven. We would
have put the nasty, dirty oven back into the yard on the first day. Mark would
have changed out of his good pants before kneeling in oven grease (left by the
part which should be in the back yard). Mark would have labeled everything
better before he began.
But the oven is working once more
and the thermostat is good for another sixty years. Maybe we should rewire the burners soon,
before the old shops and ways are gone forever.
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