The Aga cooker has changed very little since it was designed by a Swedish inventor, world-renowned physicist, and Nobel Prize laureate named Gustaf Dalen in the mid-to-late 1920′s. It gives off continuous warmth, so in England and Ireland the water line is hooked up to the Aga which provides hot water and warmth throughout the house. The Aga stays “on” at all times so it’s no wonder that it is often referred to as the “Heart of the Home.” The Aga’s ovens work on the principle of radiant heat rather than heating by air, and food retains its moisture and in turn, delicious flavor. There is something so nice about waking up on a chilly morning, walking downstairs about being able to warm your derrière while you’re waiting for your morning cup to brew. Not to mention, the Aga looks really, really gorgeous. In my opinion, it is the epitome of stylish living!
I was lucky enough to grow up in a kitchen with a Green Aga Cooker. Mom had (has!) the gas model cooker with four ovens. The hottest oven is the Roasting oven. The other three (listed from hot to warm) includes a Baking, Simmering and Warming oven. There are two large hot plates on top. One is for boiling and the other is for simmering. There is also a warming plate which holds food warm until you are ready to serve it. Over the past week or so I have been on cooking duty in my mama’s kitchen. There is definitely a learning curve when it comes to cooking on these wonderful appliances. However, once you get the hang of it – Oh-My-Goodness-ME! it is a delightful cooking experience.
Can you imagine the ease of using an Aga 6-4? Your dessert, main dish, and sides – can bake, roast, and warm at different temperatures! All at once. No comingling of flavors. How good is that? I won’t even go into all 14 of the cutie-pie color ways the 6-4 is available in. Let’s just say, they’ll add some much needed flair to your ho-hum kitchen!
In the world of kitchen appliances, the Aga cooker has become a design classic. I am growing more fond of it every time I get the chance to make dinner in my dede’s kitchen. I am starting to feel a *smidge* spoiled as I keep wondering “How I will ever live with anything other than an Aga once we’ve settled in somewhere?”