Anyway on Saturday, about mid-morning snack time, I'm in my room and Grant comes running in, "Um, Mommy? There's smoke coming from the microwave."
What the what?! I sprint to the kitchen and sure enough, the microwave is open and there is smoke billowing from inside. There isn't any actual fire, so the girls and I scramble to open doors, shut other doors and get the smoke OUT! While I'm windmilling a dishtowel in the direction of the door, I notice Grant is nowhere in sight. I call for him and he slinks into the kitchen. I asked him what happened. He said, "I think I put 'three-zero-zero' instead of just 'three-zero'. I told him he's not in trouble, just pay attention next time. I'm not one to throw stones, I've put various food items in for 'four-five-zero' instead of 'four-five', etc.
Is the cheese on bread done?
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When microwaves make a mess, they really make a mess! ah well.. it happens. We use ours as a 'breadbox' too (a certain fluffy cat likes 'sammiches' too much for us to leave bread out)... one day, a roll fell out of the bag as Brad removed it to warm up some leftovers. Large leftovers can handle 4 minutes in the microwave, little rolls hiding in the corner cannot... soon smoke filled the air! Brad grabbed out the leftover container, thinking that was the problem... but it was really confusing, because it wasn't burned or even all the way warm! It actually took us a moment to go back to the oven and locate the nuked smoking roll because we had no clue it was in there! pew!
A friend once lost his favorite coffee mug because he apparently entered 40:00 on the touchpad (instead of 4:00) to warm up his coffee and then walked away. He returned to quite a mess, I'm sure.
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