I am using fire. The fire of a raging ball of plasma millions of miles wide, so hot that it evaporates surface water here on Earth, sending rains falling inland that coalesce into a mighty river flowing through massive turbines to turn the generators that power my stovetop.

My parents, grandparents, and maybe my great grandparents used gas. All my other ancestors used wood. I cook with the power of science on my induction range because I'd rather not drown in carcinogens in my own home for the sake of boiling a pot of water and I'm not a fucking troglodyte.