Living without electricity
During the night that hurricane Ike blew over Bellaire, I spent half the night in bed and the other half sleeping in the closet. You could not hear the storm from the closet so I slept better the second half of the night. Next time, I’ll start the night in the closet, so there won’t be any interruptions to my sacred sleep or a rude awakening when the winds shift direction. Or even better, I’ll evacuate!
Thank God the damage was minimal to our house, but figuring out life without electricity is puzzling. When I woke up last Saturday morning from that infamous night, it was later than usual, and I had missed my usual caffeine intake. As I slowly made my way to the kitchen while admiring my torn-up yard and discovering rain water that leaked in from the kitchen window, I realized that I wouldn’t be able to use the coffee maker. No problem I thought, I’ll just use the manual coffee press.
I filled up a mug to heat some water in the microwave. Wait a minute! Can’t use the microwave either. No problem. I’ll just have a cup of tea and use 2 tea bags instead of one: this will bring the caffeine amount to about the same as coffee. But how can I brew tea on an electric stove when the power is off??…
Oh well, there is always Starbucks, even though I think their coffee is too strong for my taste buds. I can easily dilute it… While I am thinking that I would have to wait before going on the road, the battery-operated radio is talking about the generalized power outage in the area. Surely no Starbucks is open now… Well, let’s see. I wish I had a gas stove. I was going to switch to gas a couple of years ago when I remodeled the kitchen, but I liked the easiness of cleaning my electric stove’s glass surface too much to give it up. Now I wish I had switched.
What else works on gas in this house? The water heater of course! But you won’t catch me drinking tap water after the hurricane, even if it is scalding hot… Then I had this great idea. Since the barbecue grill is still locked up in the garage and I am not venturing outside for at least the next couple of hours until this pouring rain stops, how about I go back to the days of the Little House on the Prairie, and do all the cooking in the gaslog fireplace?? Genius idea. All I would have to do is suspend a pot with chains above the fireplace and I’ll get boiling water. As I am walking to get the toolbox from under the stairs with my flashlight, I hear my husband strongly demeaning my idea as the silliest on earth: The fireplace? Do I want to heat the house some 5 to 10 degrees when I cannot foresee how long we’re condemned without air conditionning or fans?
After pondering the situation, I remembered that last year (or was it the year before?) I had purchased a jar of instant coffee, and I had no idea why. Nevertheless, I could make my own Frappuccino – without ice, it’s ok… So I leaped for some milk that was not so cold any more, and whether it had spoiled or not, I did not care. Half a cup of milk, half a cup of bottled water, and two teaspoons of – a bit stale, I must say…- instant coffee. Yummy in my tummy!! Never any liquid concoction has tasted any better. I had my caffeine fix without power!
The second day, as the milk was gone and I was reduced to plain cold stale instant coffee with water, I had to become more creative. By then, I could use the outdoor grill to boil water for a good cup of tea…! But looking back, I think I figured out another way to make hot tea when you don’t have electricity or gas. Put three “tea-light” candles (or more) under a rack pulled out from your unuseful oven. Put a metal container on the rack and pour some bottled water in it. If you’re patient enough, the water will eventually boil. I thought of this idea because I had stumbled on a bunch of these candles.
When I shared my brilliant solution for the next hurricane with my husband, he recommended not to tell any children about it, and suggested that when things get to normal, we just go buy a propane camping stove…
A week and one day has passed since Ike and still no power… At least I have water to shower, and it is warm. But why do I see you staring at my wet and lifeless hairdo? Guess what! I’m starting to like it… It’s uh… natural… I am profoundly blessed.
