After killing Jason off and countless screaming Argonauts
And tonight
rushthatspeaks and I were having a perfectly lovely time making hamburgers right up until the moment the microwave caught fire.
We're fine. The microwave is kaput. We still aren't quite sure what happened, except that it was set on a two-minute timer, there was nothing in it, and all of a sudden it poured smoke and smelled like an electrical fire, which I presume was actually what happened. We opened all the windows and turned on all the fans and tried not to breathe the smell of melting plastics. The microwave is no longer pouring smoke; it is unplugged and
gaudior has been cautioned not to use it for God's sake when they get home.
The hamburgers came out great. We cooked them in a frying pan and ate them in layers on Portuguese sweet bread with avocado slices, the last of the goat's milk gouda, and homemade spicy mayo. It turns out that if you don't have Worcestershire sauce to mix with the ground beef and instead substitute a few drops of garum, the result is a hamburger that tastes indefinably better in all directions. This was not my planned first use of an ancient Roman condiment, but on reflection I feel it was almost certainly appropriate.
I admit I would have enjoyed eating dinner on the relaxed schedule we had imagined, instead of the aftermath of a kitchen filled with chemical smoke. I know the universe has laws of conservation of perversity, but it would be fine with me if the rest of the night did nothing exciting at all.
We're fine. The microwave is kaput. We still aren't quite sure what happened, except that it was set on a two-minute timer, there was nothing in it, and all of a sudden it poured smoke and smelled like an electrical fire, which I presume was actually what happened. We opened all the windows and turned on all the fans and tried not to breathe the smell of melting plastics. The microwave is no longer pouring smoke; it is unplugged and
The hamburgers came out great. We cooked them in a frying pan and ate them in layers on Portuguese sweet bread with avocado slices, the last of the goat's milk gouda, and homemade spicy mayo. It turns out that if you don't have Worcestershire sauce to mix with the ground beef and instead substitute a few drops of garum, the result is a hamburger that tastes indefinably better in all directions. This was not my planned first use of an ancient Roman condiment, but on reflection I feel it was almost certainly appropriate.
I admit I would have enjoyed eating dinner on the relaxed schedule we had imagined, instead of the aftermath of a kitchen filled with chemical smoke. I know the universe has laws of conservation of perversity, but it would be fine with me if the rest of the night did nothing exciting at all.

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Thank you! Your icon is an excellent expression of the situation.
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Exactly! Who asked the microwave to put in its oar, anyway?
Also, your title makes me smile every time I read it. Love that song.
It occurred to me shortly after the pouring-smoke stage and has been stuck in my head ever since . . .
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Thank you! We were very relieved. There was a point where we were trying to make sure the hamburgers were still all right, but of course neither of us could smell anything other than burnt microwave.
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Glad you both are okay!
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Thank you! Seriously.
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I asked about that, because my first thought was that I'd killed it, but
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**files information away for future safety**
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I had never thought about it--I've never wanted to do it--but I could well imagine that it's the sort of thing I might do accidentally or without thinking. Now I know.
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The burgers sound fabulous.
Nine
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The kitchen has two windows! We could invite a crossbreeze!
The burgers sound fabulous.
I helped my parents with their Christmas tree; my father presented me with ground beef afterward. It worked out well.
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if the universe were Asakiyume-centered, today would be Discuss the Death of Microwaves day.
The hamburgers sound excellent.
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"And tell sad stories of the deaths of microwaves . . ."
The hamburgers sound excellent.
They were still impressively good after the exhausting debacle with the microwave, which I think speaks well in their favor.
the Great Lacuna
"Physicists still argue about the Great Lacuna the electromagnetic spectrum. It's only legend that says that once, in some immeasurably distant past, the spectrum was truly continuous. Different cultures have different explanations for the Great Lacuna. There's the tale from Greek mythology of Eros and Psyche--that Psyche's beauty vibrated at the exact wavelength that would fill the Great Lacuna, and that Aphrodite, in envy, stripped those wavelengths from the spectrum. Or there's the story from Japanese myth of one of Susanoo's many attempts to kill Okuninushi, by summoning many small demons by beating a drum at a certain rhythm. Okuninushi's ally the once-flayed hare kicked the drum to pieces and broke Susanoo's hands, since which time he was never able to beat at that tempo again--and thus the Great Lacuna was created."
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You are brilliant.
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It's great when things spark. Not when the sparks create acrid smoke, but, y'know, otherwise.
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On a less glorious level, I thought of Mort, and the Death of Microwaves.
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Also, there is a once-flayed hare in Japanese Mythology?
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Seriously!
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I have just looked it up and it sounds delicious to me!
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Yikes! What?
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Glad to hear it!
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I'm glad you are all unscorched and dinner sounds marvelous.
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Dammit! Is this a solstitial thing?
I'm glad you are all unscorched and dinner sounds marvelous.
Thank you! It did not turn into a kitchen fire, for which we were both grateful.
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That is like the Methuselah of microwaves. I am in awe.
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Thank you.
I was thinking "oh, nice TMBG reference" then I saw your Music annotation. It's still a good song after all these years/listens.
It's been stuck in my head since last night . . .
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I'm sure it's what the Romans would have done, faced with ground or chopped meat.
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That was pretty much my theory. I have trouble finding a foodstuff they wouldn't put garum on or in.