If ever there were 3 euros well spent it was on this simple timer from Ikea. I can’t imagine how many batches of burnt granola I would have produced over the past years had it not been for this little gadget.
Having a timer means I can wander away while things are in the oven and now matter how distracted I get, how absorbed by another activity, this little timer will save me.
Don’t get me wrong. there’s nothing special about this timer in particular. Any timer that makes a noise would work just fine. It’s just that every time I hear it ring and call me back to the kitchen, I marvel that something so cheap can be so indispensable.
