Can you believe the weekend is almost over?

Gee, I can’t. But, we  had a beautiful day here in  Mid Missouri. The weather was a balmy 50 something degrees outside. I meet Company this morning at church and we had lunch with the Princess (mom) and Dad, Niener Wiener and her hubby and then headed to the outlet mall for some fun after holiday shopping.

I needed a nice day away from home after Oldest Grandgirl’s microwave eggplosion yesterday.

Yes, you read the screen correct…..microwave eggplosion.

I guess, I need to tell you the whole yolk and nothing but the yolk. (this is my attempt at egg humor)

Oldest Grandgirl, loves to cook eggs in the microwave on the weekends. Grandma (me) HATES to scrub her crusty microwave eggs bowls on the weekends. So, I was thinking of ways I could rememdy this. When I was looking around at a kitchen store, I saw this pottery gadget called a Stone Wave.

You know, one of those, “As seen on TV,” gadgets. I was a little skeptical until I watched a little clip about it on Good Morning America. Moms had tried it across the U.S. and each Mom gave it a thumbs up. So, I bought one for Oldest Grandgirl for Christmas.

She loves her Stone Wave. She thinks she is a regular chef now that she, “Owns,” her own cookware. : )

So much so, she has been experimenting cooking eggs in her little gadget, practically every morning since Christmas. Including yesterday morning.

That is when disaster struck.

No one, including me, had told Oldest Grandgirl what happens when  you try to boil a whole egg in the microwave. Oldest daughter who does not cook, tried to tell her not to boil eggs in the microwave, but did not explain why.

This is what happens when  you try to boil an egg (in it’s shell) in the microwave.

Another reason.

And, another reason.

The door even blew open.

Yikes!

From what I can tell, Oldest Grandgirl had two whole eggs in her little cooker with water in it. While she was microwaving the eggs, the eggs blew up, and the lid to her little cooker broke and blew the door open to the microwave.

She tried finding all the pieces to the lid of her little cooker.

She wanted to glue all the pieces together again, cause she Loves her little stone wave. She looked for all the pieces in the microwave and on the floor. (after she cleaned the microwave and the floor). She found them all but it was too broken to try to fix.

So….

Company and I went back to the kitchen store and bought her a new one.

I think she has learned her lesson about cooking whole eggs in the microwave.

And, in case you are wondering about the microwave.

It is old, but it still works. It probably needs a vacation.

Does this remind you of anything you have done while trying to learn to cook?

It reminded me of an exploding chocolate cake  that keep running over the sides of the pan in the oven, way back when I was learning to cook.

I was probably Oldest Grandgirls age.

My Mom the Princess, forgave me too.

Hope you had a great weekend!

Becky

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