So many ovens, none of which are self-cleaning
Maybe the broilers could be outfitted with kneelers to make the cleaning posture more comfortable. The broiler in our gas range was never used after the night of the flames shooting up into the oven like the Ritual Dance of Fire from de Falla's El Amor Brujo, an exciting sight for me, but a sad disappointment to my mother after the broiler in the electric range. In spite of the non-use, the broiler pan would get dirty from the drips of condensation from the heavy steel plate above the burner each time the oven was turned on. A few drops even ran out onto the floor at the corner of the range and they would discolor the linoleum until the spot was washed.
Green bean casserole with canned Durkee French Fried Onion Rings. We used to run into that at other people's homes, but it was not something mom made. The only vegetables that she cooked to the point of being tender were potatoes and acorn squash. Everything else, in her northern way of cooking vegetables, had crunch.