Flaming Noodles

Sunday, September 11, 2005-8:23 PM


I forget the exact conversation Natasha and I had this morning, but it went something like this.

First, Natasha asked me, "How long will you heat the noodles [in the microwave]?"

"Just a few minutes." I didn't know what the big deal was. There was a lot of water to heat up. I wasn't even sure a few minutes was going to be long enough.

"They're on fire."

Sure enough. They were on fire. You could see through the glass on the front of the microwave. Even before I dealt with the problem, at first instead of dealing with the problem, I tried to figure out why they started on fire.

I didn't think there was any metal in the microwave. I'm always reminding Natasha never to put metal in the microwave. I never do.

I decided it was time to put the fire out. I opened up the microwave and blew out the flame that was licking the top of the microwave like a big birthday candle.

That's when I realized that the cover of the noodles was foil