
There is a certain time of morning I always find our school's custodians in the lounge. It is their coffee break time, and they'll be sitting around the table, jiving each other in English and Spanish. This is their chance to get a morning snack. At this point, they've been at work longer than almost any of us.
One morning recently, Blanca had brought in a hard boiled egg for her snack. Observing her intention of heating up her egg in the microwave, Robert called out to her over his coffee, "Don't do it! Blanca, that egg will explode if you put it in the microwave."
She hesitated but decided to give it a try anyway. In it went, beeping buttons pressed, whooosh. They waited. No explosion. Blanca opened the microwave and shrugged. No problem. She took out the plate and had a seat, getting ready to enjoy her warm hard boiled egg.
Then she bit into the egg and --splifff!-- it blew up in her face.
We are happy to report there were no injuries. However, no snack for Blanca that morning.
I am but a prophet delivering unto you this message: don't put hard boiled eggs in the microwave.
Personal reflections and flights of fancy by Algernon D'Ammassa. Your comments are welcome.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Don't Put Hard-Boiled Eggs in the Microwave
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I must admit.... that's not a food item I've ever considered microwaving.
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