dangers of microwaves

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dangers of microwaves
08.14.04 (9:00 am)   [edit]
while speeding up the cooking process, and useful in many ways, microwaves can be a hazard waiting to happen.  A few nights ago, while attempting ot make Chex Mix (I had done the same thing before w/ no hitch)- I was following the recipie, stirring every two minutes . . . when: smoke started coming from the microwave vents!! Very scary- I stopped it right away, but the center of the cereal was burnt!!  (The bowl wasn't melted- just darkened on the inside center) Besides not getting a snack that night, and inhaling plastic smoke, I learned a lesson.  perhaps a valuable lesson!  Just because it's Tupperware or plastic or dishwasher safe, or you're a microwave coniciere (sp?) doesn't mean that the appliance is safe.  Be aware!
 


posted by: libertyskids (reply)
post date: 08.14.04 (8:34 am)

There was one time my brother put an aluminum wrapper in my microwave and sparks inginited and a flame torched the back of my microwave.



posted by: Aro (reply)
post date: 08.14.04 (10:06 am)

I like to microwave marshmellow peeps . . . you can also make s'mores that way!



posted by: SparklingSnow (reply)
post date: 08.14.04 (8:07 pm)

Reply to: libertyskids
yikes! no one was hurt, I hope- yeah, metal is not something microwaves take a liking to!



posted by: SparklingSnow (reply)
post date: 08.14.04 (8:08 pm)

Reply to: Aro
Peeps are quite yummy- w/ or w/o a microwave! but it IS fun to see them grow monster-size! I'm not sold on the s'more idea, though- what about that camp-fire flavor?



posted by: Aro (reply)
post date: 08.14.04 (10:33 pm)

They don't taste yummy and burnt, it's true. Campfire is certinally better, BUT sometimes it's hard to find one, and a microwave will do in a pinch.



posted by: cb (reply)
post date: 08.15.04 (12:24 am)

Hey Erin, cool microwave story. Here's another one for ya...

Last month in Phillipps, I'm coming back to my room from the grocery store with a bunch of groceries, right. So I see Blue Dave standing in the hall next to the door to his suite, which is propped open. He has a sheepish grin on his face, like he is up to no good.

He stops me and says, "Hey Chuck, how you doing?" with that twinge of mischief in his voice. I began to realize that a very sickening burnt or dead smell is wafting from his suite and out into the hall, from whence it has began to infiltrate the far reaches of the dorm.

Scrunching up my nose in displeasure, I give him a look of, "What the crap did you do this time?" That look combines with a smirk of disbelief as I began to notice the fans he has placed strategically in his suite, every one of which blows OUT into the hall.

"What's going on, Blue Dave?" I inquire bemusedly, giving him a look of amused curiosity combined with slight impatience.

"I'm airing out the suite," he says, trying a little too hard to act nonchalant.

Quitting the small talk, I cut to the core of the matter at hand.

"What reeks?"

"I burnt a pop tart in the microwave," he replies. His eyes sparkle merrily despite the frustrating nature of his admission.

"How the **** did you do that?" I ask incredulously.

"I thought the directions said 3 minutes, but it was actually only 3 seconds."

At this point in the conversation, various distractions occur that prevent me from now remembering the exact words said (mainly insatiable laughter on my part).

As the story goes, though, the pop tart apparently emerged quite charred from it's 3-minute toast of a lifetime.

Blue Dave has since emerged from the escapade without noticeable damage to physique or psyche. As usual, however, he has retained no quantifiable lesson from the experience. Expect more disasters ahead and more laughter from passersby.



posted by: SparklingSnow (reply)
post date: 08.15.04 (5:36 pm)

Reply to: cb
Quite the story there- that sounds exactly like it would happen w/ you and Blue! too bad he didn't learn much . . . I'm glad it didn't catch anything else on fire!



posted by: Aneira (reply)
post date: 08.15.04 (6:30 pm)

lol, not as bad as the time I put the tea kettle in the microwave with water so I could make hotcoco....that was bad real bad....sry just had a memory

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