Electric Dish Dryers: Laziness in Taiwan’s kitchens
Eating out in Taiwan by yourself is for the most part cheaper then anything you could cook up at home. Meat is expensive and a lot of the time you’re lucky to even have a kitchen.
It’s only when you want to feed a large group of people, such as a family, that the cost of eating in becomes comparable to eating out.
I was recently at one such family dinner and following the mountain of a banquet the rare opportunity arose to participate in some dish washing. Needless to say when a family sits down to eat a ton of food the dish count is quite high and takes a while.
After we’d finished washing up, one of the family members began to start stacking the dishes in what looked like a wine chiller.
‘Oh cmon, surely you guys aren’t that desperate for chilled bowls and plates?!’
Turns out it wasn’t a wine chiller but rather an electric dish dryer.
I’m not entirely sure but I believe the blue light is also a sterilizer, but I had trouble explaining that concept in broken English/Chinese so I can’t say for certain.
Regardless an electric dish dryer migth be ok if you live in Antartica, or Iceland, or Alaska… when it comes to Taiwan however we’re talking average temperatures of 28 degrees C in summer and 18 degrees C in winter (it varies a bit north to south but it’s anything but cold).
I don’t sweat much as it is but in the heat of summer if I stray too far away from a fan it’s not long before the waterworks turn on and I’m reaching for a bubble tea or slurpee.
Yet somehow in this climate someone has not only managed to make available an electric dish dryer but also convinced people that they need one.
Worse still people are actually buying them!
I mean why wait for nature to dry your dishes when you can just nuke them. Working 85 hours a day, cleaning your house 8 times a week, washing your clothes in the bathtub every night, putting electrical appliances that are used daily back in their box after every use… all that’s fine, but don’t expect us to waste time drying dishes.
Psh, that’s crazy talk.