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In Search of the Perfect Dishwasher

While on a family field trip this weekend to replace our kaput dishwasher, our son suddenly lost interest in the dishwasher section in favor of a reflective oven door. This innocent moment set off a cascading series of events that almost derailed my mission!

While on a family field trip this weekend to replace our dishwasher, our son suddenly became fascinated by his reflection.
This innocent moment set off a cascade of events that almost derailed my mission!

Our old dishwasher sputtered to a halt last week.
Jessie White came by and presented us with a $500 repair bill.
Ouch!!

Our next move was a clear one.
We sent him on his way…

Time to buy a new dishwasher!

Okay, now what?!!
It’s the kind of tech you take for granted, and when you don’t have it, it can get pretty inconvenient.

You have to wash dishes by hand?!
OMG!!

So it was time for a new dishwasher…
And the selection process needed to be a swift one.

The problem is… It’s not the kind of purchase you make every day.
(Dishwashers are supposed to last over a decade…)
And honestly… I’ve never actually bought one.
Every place I’ve moved into already had a dishwasher.

So I was starting from scratch…

Not Your Mother’s Dishwasher
I’d say the dishwasher is a pretty mature modern technology, right?
Heck, it’s been around since the 1920s!
How hard could it be to choose a new one?

Believe me… today’s dishwasher is not your mother’s Maytag…
There’s a lot of new tech under the hood…

Of course, I immediately went online to do my research.
I headed to Consumer Reports to check out their recommendations in an attempt to cut to the chase.

But I was barraged with 183 choices and 28 recommendations.
And the prices ranged from several hundred dollars to well over a thousand.

The top spots went to Kenmore Elite, followed by Bosch, KitchenAid, LG, and Miele.

So many choices…
I was paralyzed.

Seen but Not Heard
As you might expect, technology has continued to make dishwashers more effective and efficient.

  • Today, a $500 dishwasher can do just about as good a job as a $1,200 model
  • But more expensive dishwashers are quieter
  • And they consume less energy and water

Sure, there are other bells and whistles to consider like dirt sensors and turbo wash jets.

But the big feature is ‘silence.’
The lower the decibel rating, the more you pay…

A lot of dishwashers today are really quiet.
So quiet in fact, the more expensive ones project a light on the floor to let you know they’re actually working.
Otherwise, who would know?

Remember the old days when your mother’s dishwasher boomed throughout the house as it wrestled the dirty dishes into submission right after dinner?

I do.

When I was a kid, the rumbling of the dishwasher was the nightly audio cue that the day had ended and everyone had relocated away from the dining room to get ready for sleep.

In hindsight, I see now it was more of a nightly retreat to a space where you could hear yourself think or have the hope of watching a TV show you could hear!

Okay… so a little evolution on the sound-dampening front is a welcome development.

The Devolving Dishwasher
Dishwashers have also been simplified in their march towards operational perfection.

Their look is now a ‘clean’ one.
(Clearly someone took a design cue from “Apple.”)

Now, there are no more buttons and LED panels in front.
They’re hidden out of site on the top lip of the door.
That’s apparently the new rage.

I can hear it now…
“Let’s pretend it’s not a dishwasher at all.
Now, it’s just a sleek door!”

Cool…

Wait a minute! Not so fast…

Show Me All That Tech Bling!
I want lots of blinking lights and a cool LED display on the door to tell me what’s going on while the dishwasher is operating.

I like a countdown timer that tells me how many minutes are left till the cleaning cycle is over.
(If I’m prepping some dishes right before a party, I’ve got to know exactly when those dishes are going to be ready!!)

I enjoy the convenience of loading a dishwasher after dinner and hitting the delay button so the wash cycle begins later.

Is all that so much to ask?
It didn’t used to be!

Clearly the R&D folks at Dishwashers of America have ignored these standard features from the old days.

Because guess what I’ve uncovered after my little research project?

  • Most American dishwashers don’t house countdown timers anymore
  • And a majority of new dishwashers have banished all controls away from the front of their doors
  • And the delay timer?
    That’s no longer a given. You’d better look closely at the specs to see if that little feature still remains.

Got to love progress…

Breaking Up a Good Thing with Kenmore?
But I would not be deterred.
I wanted my old-school features, and hoped I could shop smart and end up buying something better than our old Kenmore Elite.
(which by the way, worked just fine)

And Consumer Reports rates several of the new Kenmore Elite models tied for #1.
That’s hard to beat!

So why not re-up on the Kenmore?
(Are you ready?)

Kenmore’s don’t have the countdown timer anymore.
I want that silly LED display!!

I know… call me wacky.
Clearly no one else in America cares about countdown timers.

Your Dishes Need a Little European Care
Maybe I’m just a Renaissance man from another time.
European dishwashers are so much more… civilized!

  • They don’t use as much water.
  • They expend less energy.
  • They’re even more thoughtful about how to clean dishes.
  • Their strategy seems more focused on prodding the food to leave as opposed to blasting the dishes with the force of the Guns of Navarone!

Yes, European models are a little slower… but it just seems like they care more about making the world a better place.

Bosch or Bust
The two European companies I looked at were Miele and Bosch.
Both are German.
Miele is wicked expensive. So I had to pass.

Bosch, a name I admit I was not familiar with, gets really high ratings in Consumer Reports.

I was thrilled to discover Bosch offers front facing LED displays on a variety of their models.
(You can tell those German engineers still value that little feature.)

The brand also offers a couple new differentiating items for me…

  1. The upper rack has a ‘RackMatic’ feature, which means it easily adjusts upward to allow for large plates to sit comfortably underneath.
  2. And there’s a third rack.
    (kind of like The Fifth Element)

The Annoying Basket
Most dishwashers have the top rack for glasses and the bottom rack for plates and a flatware basket.

Don’t you hate that basket?
You have to jam dozens of knives, forks and spoons into such a small space?
And of course, you have to position the sharp edges facing up to ensure the surfaces don’t get buried underneath. Otherwise they won’t get cleaned.

Removing these dangerous objects can be a hazardous venture, if you’re not paying attention.
Come on… who hasn’t pricked their finger on a steak knife waiting for retrieval?

The Rare Third Rack
Now, you can avoid all that pain and place your dangerous cutlery on a flat top rack. How civilized!
(yes, there’s also a basket for the bottom should you happen to be an experienced circus knife thrower)

The Third Rack

You’d think this added flat rack feature should be a no brainer for all dishwashers.
But alas, it’s still a rare item, even for Bosch.
Only a few of their higher-end models posses it.

Perfection is Hard to Find
As warm and fuzzy I was feeling with the Bosch brand, I did find two design downsides…

  1. Their models don’t offer heated drying, which quickly sucks the moisture out of your rack of dishes after the wash is done.
    Europeans are happy enough just letting their dishes dry naturally… drip dry.
    (and yes, that takes longer)
    But the upside is you won’t melt anything plastic on the bottom rack if it’s too close to the heating element… because it’s not there!
    If you tend to run your dishwasher overnight, you shouldn’t have a problem with wet dishes when you wake up.
  2. Bosch dishwashers don’t employ a self-cleaning filter.
    (that’s code for ‘noisy food grinder,’ like a sink disposal)
    They use a passive catch-filter, which you need to occasionally pop out and clean manually.
    (How often depends on how much solid gunk you leave on your dishes.)
    But remember, you don’t have to listen to loud grinding noises to interrupt your otherwise uber-quiet washing cycle…

The End of My Search?
I poured through Bosch’s website to find a model that met my preferred feature list and also fit our budget.

That wasn’t easy.

I kept coming back to their high-end ‘800 Plus line.’
The least expensive 800 model is the SHE7ER55UC.
(I know… there’s no ‘800’ in the name…. go figure.)

I reviewed my checklist:

  • Front facing LED display- Check!
  • Countdown timer- Ready for action!!
  • RackMatic option- Easy peasy!!!
  • Sound factor- a whisper-quiet 42 dBA
  • Third rack- Yes! (I think I’m in Nirvana!!)

But it lists for a hefty $1,299.00.
(It feels crazy to spend more than $1,000 on a dishwasher when you know you can spend half of that to get the job done.)

The repairman who flatlined our old Kenmore Elite suggested you can get a ‘decent’ dishwasher for $700.

I decided to shop around for sales to see what I could find.
(you never know!)

I found my Bosch for $949 at Aitoro, my local appliance store, because the ‘800’ line is about to get a refresh.
(what a great time to buy!)

On top of that, there were two available rebates totaling $150, which brought the price down even further.

So $800 didn’t feel like I was blowing the budget.

Repair History
So sure… I could feel cool owning a technologically and socially advanced machine. But would I be making regular dates with the repairman to keep it going?

Fortunately, Consumer Reports rates Bosch first (a tie with Whirlpool) for reliability.
(LG comes in last, by the way…)

So I was covered there!

But I wasn’t at the finish line yet…
My selection process required one more important step!

No Man Is an Island
It was time to take the family to the store and kick the tires.
(And after all, it’s my wife’s kitchen, too!)

So my Bosch pitch was on!

The very nice sales lady showed us the Bosch and a couple of competing American brands.
We opened them up and took a look.

Honestly, after a while they all started to look the same.
And the cheaper American models seemed perfectly fine.

I started losing my focus…

And then fate suddenly jumped in to shake things up even further…
My preschooler lost interest in the dishwasher aisle, finding the cool circular door on a washer machine and his reflection in an oven door infinitely more engaging.

While I followed him in his exploration to the other side of the store, I left my wife was alone with the sales lady. And their conversation continued…

From the distance, I saw them looking at other dishwashers!
Oh no!!!

And then the clock ran out.
It was 5pm, and time to give our son some dinner.
(never a good idea to shop with a hungry little boy!)

We left the store that day well educated, but without a decision.

That was Saturday night…

The Next Day
My wife and I agreed to share our opinions today, and hoped we could come to some resolution by sundown, or before the store closed!
(or face another week washing dishes by hand!!)

This morning, I furiously gathered all my notes to present my case to my better half.

And then I had an epiphany-
I already had my closing argument.
It was the draft of this blog post!!
(the final section as yet to be written)

When we sat down to talk, I showed her my weekly opus.
I didn’t have to say anything.

I’ve often wondered what kind of impact my blog has on my readers.
Now I had my wish!
My wife began unraveling the opportunity as I saw it.

I watched, looking for non-verbal clues…
She suddenly asked who Jessie White was.
(I nervously explained he was the original Maytag repairman.)
She continued reading and offered nothing else.

My heartbeat increased as time began to slow down.
Then…

She looked up and smiled.
I had her at hello.

Woo-Hoo!!

The Bosch arrives on Thursday.

My Bosch Dishwasher

Looking for My Nextdoor Neighbors

If you’re looking to become a little more neighborly, you can bake some cookies to share or join Nextdoor.com.

If you’re looking to become a little more neighborly, you can bake some cookies to share or join Nextdoor.com.

I have a confession to make…
I am not neighborly.

It pains me to face the truth, as I usually like to think of myself as a friendly guy.

But I’m still a bad neighbor.

Don’t get me wrong…
When I see someone on the street, I smile and say hello.
The problem is… I’m a commuter.
A road warrior in fact, if you haven’t heard.

The simple problem is… I’m not around that much to act neighborly.

Yes, I’m more about on the weekends now, since spring has finally sprung.
And I’m often out walking with my preschooler, who is usually his own ambassador.
He’s such a friendly little guy.
(I’m so proud!)

But it’s hard to create my own individual neighborly moment when I’m competing with such cuteness.
(He’s got a killer “hello…!”)

I know…
I simply need to invest a little more time.
A little more face-to-face time.

No, I don’t mean I want to Skype my neighbors, when I can easily walk outside my front door to say hi.

Or do I….?

Nextdoor.com to the Rescue!
These days, there’s hardly a problem in life that can’t purportedly be solved by technology.

And guess what?
The wonders of modern home tech do offer, in fact, an aid of sorts to mitigate the effects my little affliction, which we’ll call ‘BCS.’
(Bedroom Commuter Syndrome)

The cure to Barrett’s BCS is a website called Nextdoor.

Nextdoor.com is a private social network for your neighborhood.
Kind of like a micro, local Facebook that only your neighbors can join.
It’s been around since 2010 and according to TechCrunch, boasts over 10,000 neighborhoods nationwide.

This is how it works…
They ask the first neighbor to designate the borders of their neighborhood via an easy-to-use map.
(more on this in a moment)
Then they take the important step to confirm you actually live where you claim to reside.

How do they do this?

  • By phone
  • Credit card
  • Or postcard

I selected the postcard option, because I joined up a couple weekends back when I was visiting friends out of state.
(which unfortunately doesn’t qualify as acting neighborly)

I wasn’t at home to receive the confirming phone-call option.
Nor did I want to unnecessarily give out my credit card number online since I wasn’t buying anything.

But when I got home, I became impatient.
I didn’t want to wait the extra few days for the postcard to arrive.
So I logged onto to Nextdoor and simply reselected the phone option.

My landline number displayed on the following page.
(another example of a digital society without secrets)

Click.

RING!  RING!!
Instantaneously, my phone came to life.

An automated female voice announced the secret code I required to fully activate my Nextdoor membership online.

Clickety click.

Done!
(I guess there is a reason to hold onto your landline number!)

It’s Alive!
So, my Nextdoor neighborhood had a heart beat.
How exciting!

But that was the easy part…

Nextdoor gives you only three weeks to generate at least ten members for your virtual neighborhood.

Or they take your neighborhood website away from you.
(How harsh!)
The idea is to allow someone else (presumably more popular) to generate more interest, if you fail.

So my quest for neighborly redemption was not over…
I still needed neighbors!
Nine more to be exact, and the clock was ticking.

Fortunately, I had an old neighborhood list with phone numbers and email addresses.

I sent out the invites.
And I waited.
…and waited.

While I stared at my empty virtual neighborhood, I decided to focus on low hanging fruit.
I got my wife to join.

Well, I actually signed up for her.
Is that breaking the rules?
(at least I had her consent)

Three days later, one friendly neighbor next door accepted.
I was on my way!

Dark Clouds Roll In
Then I got an email from another neighbor.
She couldn’t join!
What?!

She sent me a copy of her denial message from Nextdoor.
It explained she was living outside my neighborhood on the other side of town.
But she lives right down the street!!

Clearly, Nextdoor has a mapping problem with certain addresses.
My neighbor emailed tech support explaining the issue.
(That kind of glitch can be a deal breaker… don’t you think?)

And for the next few days, it was radio silence from everyone else.
(Perhaps they were being denied as well?)

I was stuck at 30% of the required membership level.

Tumbleweeds Abound
As of last weekend, it was looking like my virtual neighborhood was doomed to early oblivion.

Maybe I had to face the fact that every story doesn’t have a happy ending.
Or adjust my life to become a better neighbor in person before I could enjoy a neighborly life online?

I was ready to throw in the towel…

Delayed Execution
At the eleventh hour, I decided to delay the news of my defeat.

My soon to be three year old suddenly demonstrated amazing photo-taking capabilities.

I think he got inspired after eating some yummy strawberries at breakfast…

He enjoyed his strawberries so much, he ‘adopted’ one of the really plump ones.
Meaning…he opted instead to carry it around in his favorite cozy blanket, like one of his furry animal toys.

Together with his new strawberry companion, he started snapping some really cool pictures using my old iPhone…

Hold the front page! I’ve found a new headline to share…

So while I wrote about my son last week, and featured a collection of his cool photos, the news of my sputtering Nextdoor project sat idle.

The Spark
This week began like any other…

  • In the car at exactly the same time to depart my neighborhood…
  • Drive to the train station…
  • Head down to the big city where nobody knows your name….

Then something happened.
“Something Wonderful…”
(2001: A Space Odyssey reference. Actually, from the 1984 sequel…
2010: The Year We Make Contact.)

Another neighbor accepted my Nextdoor invitation.
And another!

And they began inviting even more neighbors…

Faster than you can say-
“It a beautiful day in the neighborhood…”

…My virtual neighborhood was officially born!
We hit our critical threshold, and we were off and running!

So Far, So Good…
Immediately the online discussions began…
I started a chat about street trenching work by the gas company, and two neighbors responded with helpful updates!

And my family and I have already been invited to a party down the street!

Even that one denied neighbor (and another with the same problem) got Nextdoor tech support to quickly resolve the mapping error.

They are now happily a part of our virtual community.

Come on…
Sing along with me as I do a little victory dance!

“It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood.
A beautiful day for a neighbor,
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine…”

(Musical moment halts abruptly.)

Excuse me. I’ve got to go.
My recycling box outside just blew over.
(It’s been kind of windy out…)
And it contained about 5,000 of those packaging styrofoam peanuts from a discarded Amazon box.

Oh no! They’re traveling down the street….
Now, they’re airborne…

I’m shutting my shades and hiding…

“Won’t you please,
Won’t you please,
Please won’t you be…my neighbor!”

My Toddler, the Photographer!

“Say Cheese!” My son works the moment in his crib photographing his favorite animals!

“Say Cheese!” My son works the moment in his crib photographing his favorite animals!

It’s official.
My son is a chip off the old block.

He’s been at home with tech for some time now.
But yesterday, it was like watching him walk again for the first time…

New Life for an old iPhone
My toddler is a month away from becoming a preschooler, but it’s been almost a year since he mastered the intuitive interface of my old iPhone 3GS, which I repurposed into a garden-variety iPod after I upgraded to the 4S.

It was great giving the 3GS a new challenge instead of simply retiring it or slapping into a speaker dock as a music conduit.

I was also less concerned about placing expensive tech in the hands of my major minor, because it was now old tech.

Not that I want him to flush the iPhone down the toilet, but if it drops a few times, I won’t have heart palpitations.

And he’s been remarkably careful handling the device.
(so far!)

I originally downloaded a few age appropriate games for him to enjoy…

His current favorite is Tozzle, which is a great little puzzle game I highly recommend.

Unlocking the Wonders of an iPhone… All Over Again
He usually prefers the interactive multimedia experience over old-fashioned passive television or a Disney Junior video streamed off their website.

He’s also figured out how to access the camera functionality of the iPhone.
Over the past few months, he’s mostly enjoyed just listening to the camera click away, as he presses the record icon, taking countless blobby pictures.

Separately, he’s also been watching me take thousands of family photos over the past couple of years.
(I’m not exaggerating)

As parents know, there’s plenty of brain development going on in toddlers that you don’t immediately see.
Their eyes and ears are absorbing and categorizing everything!
And then one day, they do something remarkable which demonstrates their massive cognitive processing.

Yesterday was one of those days.

The Next Ansel Adams?
My boy was happily sitting on the rug playing with the iPhone.

I was nearby, listening to the telltale audio cues as he meandered from game to game.

Then, I heard the distinct clicking sounds of the iPhone in camera mode.
Nothing unusual…

Then, I heard a new sequence of sounds:

“Click.”
“Giggle. Giggle.”
(Little feet shuffling.)

“Click.”
“Giggle. Giggle. Giggle.”
(Little more feet shuffling.)

Hmmm…
I walked over to check things out.

He was taking pictures.
Pictures of objects and toys.
Photos of images that were clearly pleasing him.
Images that held ‘meaning.’
And they were good photos!

What?!
My son was suddenly a photographer!!

Then he turned to me and said,
“Dada, would you take picture of me?”

He handed me the iPhone, and I snapped a shot.
He stared at the camera with the most natural expression he’s ever intentionally offered a lens.

Click.

His hand reached out.
“Can I see?”

I turned the screen around.

It was a super picture.
He looked quite pleased.

But it was more than just the pleasure of him reviewing his own picture.

Our little artist…

Did the fact I’ve been taking pictures around him for three years influence the development of his newly found interest?
I hope so.

The Photo Gallery is Open
I’m so proud of him.
So impressed that I’m devoting this post to sharing this early work of his.
It’s always cool to be reminded of perspective from a young mind…

Now, I know he’s not the first toddler in the world to snap a photo.
And I’m not pretending he’s some kind of photographic prodigy.
Well… you can be the judge. Let me know what you think!

First, a little disclaimer-
I came up with the accompanying captions, though they were ‘inspired’ by him.
And I added in a little color enhancement of my own, trying not to affect the artistic integrity of my son’s work.

So let’s begin!

My Feet

My Feet

My Paints

My Paints

Pillows Are Soft

Pillows are Soft

Dada, Who Are Talking To?

Dada, Who Are (You) Talking To?

Grapes are Yummy

Grapes are Yummy

The Stairs

The Stairs

Don't Fall Down the Stairs!

Don’t Fall Down the Stairs!

The Wall is Flat

The Wall is Flat

Can You Touch the Sky?

Can You Touch the Sky?

My Feet on My Rug

My Feet on my Rug

Dada's Hand

Dada’s Hand

Funny Faucet

Funny Faucet

My Animals

My Animals

Light is On

Light is On

Red Means Stop and...

Red Means Stop and…

...Green Means Go

…Green Means Go

Don't Close the Door

Don’t Close the Door

Animals Sleep in my Crib

Animals Sleep in my Crib

Say Cheese!
So there you have it!
My son, the photographer.
(I like the sound of it!)

But if you happen to shout “Say Cheese” within his earshot,
I’ve got a quick reminder for you…
You’d better have some cheese to share.

Taking pictures is fun.
But…Cheese?

Yum!

My son the photographer