After my parents got tired of the fast-paced nature that makes New York City both exciting and annoying, our family moved to nearby Connecticut where the winters were always a few degrees colder than the five boroughs. Growing up, a lot of our time was spent in the basement of the house, which my dad converted into a very cozy family room. There was one problem though: It was always extremely chilly down there, especially between the months of November and April. Like many households, very strict temperature rules were set in place by my dad for us kids, and none of us were ever brave enough to touch the thermostat in fear of a mean look, a long lecture or worse — so we just toughed it out by putting on a sweater or sweatshirt. But after a while, we finally got a space heater and all was perfect with the world and definitely a bit more comfortable. Since that time in the mid-80s, space heaters have come a long way. From the old kerosene types that had hazard written all over them, to the small rectangular electrical heaters that have the three orange burning rods, it seems like it’s hard for consumers to really determine what’s safest, most efficient and most economical wh...