I bought a Wolf Range and immediately started having enamel issues on the range top and inside the ovens themselves. The first replacement was inside the warranty window in 2018. However, the registered repairmen also bent the hinges when replacing the cavity which was obviously my fault at $400. Recently I cooked a Tennessee Peach Pudding and it spilled over. When I wiped it out, the enamel came along with it. Deep crevices of glass have come away. The registered repair company, Bekins just left and quoted me $3400 to replace the cavity and I could take it up with Wolf if I wanted to complain. Also, 2 of the nobs are springing back to low on their own and not staying in possession. This replacement per Wolf requires that all valves be replaced. I don’t think I’ve ever spent so much money on such an inferior product in all my 60 years. I’m awaiting the call back from my complaint made today.

I started part III.

So many great songs! Sorry if this was mentioned already… Take my hand Take my whole life too

(Hard to find much on this — ) BROKEN GLASS (Claudia Schmidt) I was walking through the broken glass last night and thought of you, and I wondered where your reckless ways had brought you to? My memories of you whorled me back to boilin' blood and wrath, and I wonder if you've stumbled on a lighter path? Did you go out to the desert with the sun hot overhead? Did the dry and the dusty heat make you wish you were dead? Or, did the stark and the open spaces ease your urge to roam? Did it make you feel at last like you were home? Or, did you go out to the woods where the silver poplars sing? Did the quiet rustlin' take away the city's sting? Did the white birds like suspended lightning strike the autumn glow, and touch your heart with tenderness so you could grow? I was walking through the broken glass last night and thought of you, and I wondered where your reckless ways had brought you to? A fiery mass of untapped power surgin' in your breast, I hope it found its way outside so you could rest! Or, did you go up to the mountains where the air is clear and cold? Did they give you back your tears; save you from growing old? As hands and feet fought gravity all up the ancient wall, I wonder, did you lose your ancient urge to fall? The last time I saw you, you were strung dangerously high. All your movements stiff and frightened and you could not cry; suspicious of an honest mile, and looking for a fight; the lonesome street your home, your only friend the night. Now, wherever you may be tonight, I hope you're pleased and calm; that the air around you soothes you like a holy balm; that your lonely anger hasn't turned your insides inside out; that you found the place some of us still dream about. I was dancing through the broken glass last night and thought of you, and I wondered where your reckless ways had brought you to? All my memories of you whorled me back to boilin' blood and wrath, and I wonder if you've stumbled on a lighter path? Oh I hope, perhaps, you have stumbled on a lighter path! And, a live performance at a small venue (accoustics of that venue are lousy, but Claudia’s spirit is strong. I love this song and it played a lot in the early 1980s. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hdmp_XuSC00