19 October 2015
A Great Mystery Solved
Hotel toasters have always been problematic, tending to vast hulking boxes with conveyor-belt delivery permanently blazing away like continuously operating steel mills even when no one's even thought of singed bread for over half an hour. Not only an environmental disaster in miniature, they entirely fail to produce proper toast, typically just warming the bread on the first pass, and then cremating it on the second.
I thought the toaster at a rather marvellous Hotel Bellevue Palace in Bern earlier this year was a big improvement: a fire-engine-red Kitchenaid device of the standard domestic slot arrangement, but which drew in and expelled the toast of its own accord (which a pleasant elevator-like chime) and had subtle controls. Only a little experimentation was needed to get it right.
But finally, here, at the Crown Metropol in Melbourne, someone's found the obvious answer to producing toast just as you like it: Let you see it cooking, and provide a big friendly STOP button to punch if it looks as though things are going too far.
So far perfect toast every morning, which makes for a good start to the day.
Trivial, I know. But that's travel writing for you.
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