Microwave Ovens

I first encountered a microwave oven in college. "What!?" you cry - "they are a kitchen staple!" you cry. Not in the late sixties. Yes, last century. When even curmudgeons were young.

It was magic - it cooked my hot dog in a few seconds! What wizardry was this? Little did I (let's face it, any of us) know. We grew up with stoves, ovens, burners and such. These days, you grab a plate out of the cupboard, throw a few leftovers on it, nuke it and voila! Dinner.

Hah! Not so fast. Not in a household where some china is so old that it isn't "microwaveable." If you microwave it, the glaze will craze.

Who would have such things in their cupboard in this day and age when Corelle and other fine products are at hand? Sainted wives, of course. What guy alive would know such nuances? None, of course.

Into the doghouse I go.