October 17, 2008

An Old Fashioned Stove

Once upon a time peasant houses were outfitted with such stoves. Occasionally they were built in a corner so part(s) of it would be in other rooms also giving them heat. There is a 'bench' that one can sit on and keep their back warm. Just imagine sitting around winter evenings when there was no TV, video - but lots of time for conversation. It must have been very pleasant especially after a long day working outdoors.

11 comments:

Barbara Rahal said...

Wow this is just like a dream stove and heating system at the same time to me, oohh nice i will actually save this for my dream house!! ohh nice, thanks fro your kind words on my todays post Isadora :O) love your blog BTW!

Greyhound Girl said...

I've never seen anything like it before- so large and white. and it looks like polka-dots!

Webradio said...

Hello Isadora !

Nice photo, and good explain... I'm smiling, beacause I have a great fireplace...

On Your photo, where is the baby ?

Malyss said...

Amazing one, with a very strange form, and so big!Never seen one like that!

Janice Thomson said...

What a neat stove! Love that bench around it. Never seen anything quite like it - would love that in my house...

Unknown said...

Hard to imagine a time with no TV, but it is an interesting stove,very nice!

sandy said...

I loved seeing this! Sometimes I watch House Hunters International and always love seeing different regions.

Anonymous said...

That is such a neat stove! I've never seen anything like it. Thanks for sharing, and thank you for stopping by my blog - I appreciate the visit. Best wishes to you!

Renie Burghardt said...

Oh, my goodness. Isadora, I am so happy I found your comment on Audrey's blog (Marvellous) and you mentioned being in Hungary, so I came over to visit.

I was born in Bacska, and we had a stove like this. Well, ours was in the corner, and as a child, I loved to sit on the bench and read my favorite book. Such a long time ago. Of course, I you know Bacska is now a part of Serbia, but it was still Hungary when I lived there.

We fled Hungary in the fall of 1947, and came to the USA in September of 1951 when I was 14. My grandparents, who raised me, are long gone, of course, and no one Hungarian in the rural Ozarks where I now live, so my Hungarian is pretty rusty these days, but my favorite cousin lives in Budapest (Baki Agi) and I keep in touch with her. Oh, I do wish she had a computer, so we could communicate more often, but she doesn't.

Anyway, there is so much more, and your photos are all beautiful. I will visit again. I am glad to have found you. My name is not Hungarian now, but maiden name used to be Szilak.

Wonderful blog, Isadora. I hope your Sunday is going well.

Renie

Lilli & Nevada said...

Oh my gosh that is a very odd and interesting looking stove, i love it. glad i scrolled down farther

Becky said...

I really like your description of how a stove like this might be enjoyed. It made me smile to imagine myself in such a position: Tired after a long day of working, sitting with my back to a roaring, warming fire, chatting and laughing with family and friends. Perhaps with a cup of tea and my favourite cookie in hand?