Oven Mitt Rebellion

All you left handed cooks, wave your oven mitt in the air! Oh wait. You can’t. Evidently, they don’t make left-handed ones. At least none that I could find. After repeatedly burning myself through my old worn out oven mitts, I decided I needed a new pair. So, I went shopping.

After visiting numerous places, I came to the conclusion that stores don’t sell pairs of oven mitts. (maybe they’re strictly online?) Anyhow, this is a problem for multiple reasons. First and foremost, I have two hands. Two. Not one. Two. I also have a right and a left hand. But much to my dismay, oven mitts are made for right hands only. Sure, I could just flip one of the right handed mitts over and use it for my left hand, but that’s just not the same.

If I were to follow the unwritten oven mitt guide, I would have to subject my left hand to burns, while my right hand enjoys all the comforts of protection. That doesn’t seem fair. My left hand has done nothing wrong to deserve such punishment.

Then, there’s the issue with large meals. Oven meals that I bake are usually put in a 9 x 13 pan. When I throw together a dish of enchiladas or lasagna, that pan gets heavy. Apparently the makers of oven mitts believe that every cook should be able to lift that pan with one hand. Should I be ashamed then that my wrists are not that strong? I think not. That is the very reason that I have two hands in the first place. One hand cannot carry the load alone.

Why is it then that they only sell oven mitts individually? Sure, I can buy a cute little set that includes one pot holder, one dish towel and one oven mitt. But, what am I going to do with that? I’d have to buy another set just to get a second oven mitt and 5 more to have a sufficient supply of everything I need.

Because of this finding, I decided to rebel against the manufacturers of oven mitts. I refused to fall into their trap by buying items that I didn’t need, or purchasing two oven mitts separately just to get a pair. I also didn’t want to support them and their lack of concern toward left handed people. I’m not even left handed, but that’s beside the point. So from here, all the way across state lines, I put my foot down and said “no” to every oven mitt I came across. I was determined that they would not win!

A couple months went by and I continued to fry my hands through my two right handed, worn out oven mitts.

Then, that fateful day came when I finally succumbed and bought the two right handed oven mitts pictured above. They jumped out in front of me right as I walked into the store. Out of habit, I looked at them and immediately said, “no!”. Then I saw the price tag. 98 cents! What a bargain! Although I still had to buy them separately, I couldn’t pass a deal like that up. Plus, I knew my hands would thank me.

Now each time I bake it’ll feel like Thanksgiving. Happy Thanksgiving all year round! …minus the turkey.