The Incredible “Aga”

Alright….I follow some amazing people and organizations on “Twitter” and one in particular always leaves me in awe with her life. We really should have a group about different “Twitter” accounts we follow and why we follow them. ANYHOW…..

There is an account on Twitter called “IrelandsFarmers” I have got to know a few that I truly adore. How they run this account is a new farmer takes over the account every week. So they spend the week sharing their daily life on their farm. This week an Irish Butcher is running the account so its nice to see all levels of the industry. And as you follow that account you can also follow the new farmers that take over on their personal accounts. One lady I followed is “Suzanna Crampton” She raises a certain breed of sheep and has a wild life on her farm. She makes a lot of youtube videos and one thing on her farm I am absolutely AMAZED over is her Aga Oven.

She shows her Aga with her cats sleeping on it ..under it. Her dogs lay near it all of the time. I have never seen such an oven. Her oven is a 1935 model which her family bought used in 1940. Other farmers also have this oven and I can’t get over it. My sons asked me if I was giving them a hint as to what I want. I told them no….I don’t think I can cook in/on it. Maybe it’s the life of the farmers I also am attracted to?

Aga’s are like a piece of art to me. Maybe….I really do want one.

8 thoughts on “The Incredible “Aga””

  1. I’ve never been up close and personal with an Aga but Just looking at them makes you fancy the idea of owning one. Heavy metal comes to mind, and I’m not talking Rock Music here, just iron, and lots of it. They’ve come a long way since their requirement to use coal as a heat source when they first appeared in Sweden around 1922. These days in our modern age we have the choice of gas or electricity to drive our beloved Aga’s, but back then it took a little practise to use one properly. It was like having another coal fire but in the kitchen making it the social centre of all houses that had them fitted.

    What’s more, is that you had to make sure your kitchen was big enough to house one in the first place; better make sure the floor is up to strength as well otherwise you might wake up one morning to find that your Aga has redesigned your floor space. I don’t know how much they weighed but cast iron on that scale adds up to one hefty lump of metal. They were constantly hot throughout the day, too, and I wouldn’t mind betting that a few misplaced hands got burnt by absent minded people who happened to touch the hot plate thinking it was cool. Another curious thing. . .I always wanted to know how long it would take to boil a kettle? It wasn’t a case of using pressured gas or electric back then, but a constant radiated heat rising up to the hot plate. It must have taken a while?

    I bought a new oven last year and when compared to my old one – which gave up the ghost, it’s a half size bigger and, if by some wild imagining on my part I wanted an Aga, then I would have knock a wall down to fit it in the space where my current cooker lives.

    And speaking of ‘lives’

    Long live the Aga.

    1. LOVED the history lesson on this beautiful oven. Thanks Jules. I also watched another farmer make a stew in her Aga….she used the top of it to start and moved it into one door for an hour. After that hour she moved it to another door for a few more hours. I mean….behind every door was a different temperature.
      NEVER thought about the weight of this oven.
      Did you see all the colors they come in?
      Awwww……one day.

      1. Colour-wise, the whole spectrum is available today and I would imagine in years gone by that the choice of colour was limited to just two: Cream or Black.

        Now it would be like visiting a car showroom and being spoilt for choice. I looked at a few web sites that sell Aga’s, they even have pink! I saw a nice burgundy coloured one, too. . .now that looked magnificent.

        It’s a case of what coloured would you like?

  2. My parents had an “old wood burning stove” when I was growing, it was black I think. I don’t remember too much about it because that was quite some ago. They heated with a coal or wood burning big old black barrel shaped stove. I believe my mom used to cook somethings on the heater.

    I may go and google the Aga stove to see if it is an European item or is in the United States as well. Heaven knows, I will have one, I live in an apartment and there would be no room. But I find it interesting.

    1. My parents also grew up with wood burning stoves. The stories they tell. They also grew up in small log cabins. They are said to be the best heat source for a house out in the country.

      Research the Aga’s……they are such beauties.

      1. Well, I grew up in a basement..really a basement, no top front to it. The only real problem was that water came in, so we would often wake up to a flood of water on the floor.

      1. I managed to learn that apparently it is an induction stove which seems to mean that you have to use steel pots, and it somehow uses electromagnetic energy to cook. I don’t say I understand that or the advantage but that is what I read.

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