Back in July, I wrote about my attempt to embrace the economic benefits of the ‘air fryer’ (read it here) – that hilariously meaningless name, implying entirely fat-free chips, the greatest bit of marketing since ‘vintage’.
It didn’t work for me because:
a) It was a really crap one that a friend passed on when he bought the Ninja he should have bought in the first place and it smelled very strongly of bad plastic.
b) I couldn’t live with anything that ugly in my house.
Then I saw the Wonder Oven by Our Place, as above, which does all the things an ‘air fryer’ does – bakes, roasts, toasts, grills, ‘air fries - and it LOOKS SO NICE.
It’s like a dinky little toy oven and it comes in this really nice charcoal colour, which would be perfect for my kitchen colour scheme.
I measured the spot where it would go and it was a spookily perfect fit – and I also calculated there would be room for it to be stashed in my main oven, if I ever wanted to return that zone of the kitchen to its less cluttered s…
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