Well, at least in my house it’s a debate. I’ve been struggling with the microwave for about 7 years. Since I moved to Seattle, none of my apartments or houses have been furnished with one. I think I left mine in an Addison, TX apartment years ago as it had “you are fat” written on it from some hilariously insane night in good ole Krueger Hall. Karmonocky might remember it.
Anyhow, I lived for 18 months without my microwave, very happily. Then I moved to an old 1900s building with a bad oven, no garbage disposal, and no dishwasher and decided the modern convenience known as a microwave needed to be reintroduced in my life.
Face it. The microwave is not sexy. It’s no pretty, shiny kitchen-aid stand mixer, or sleek stainless toaster oven. It’s glaringly bulky and white with pink and green buttons. Ew. I have no pastel pink incorporated into my kitchen. Don’t even get me started on when you open it. No matter how well you clean it out, there are still nasty red splatters and a regular sheen of grease all the way around.
Last month I got fed up with my microwave. It’s on the floor of our guest bedroom. It’s a test. Can I survive 60 days without it?
A month in, and I think I’ve mastered it. I’m tempted to put it up on Craigslist this week.
Queso? No problem. I reheated it on the stove top. With non-stick pans these days, it’s a breeze to clean up – AND you heat up a more manageable amount when you have to make a decision up front. Less cheesey velveeta fat and calories.
Butter? Well, set it out when you know you need to use it. Maybe it will make me less lazy and forgetful somehow.
Meat? Again, set it out, tuck it in the fridge the night before and you’ll have a more naturally defrosted chicken breast rather than a half cooked-in-the-microwave nasty grayish breast.
Eggs? Ew. A childhood memory everyone in my age group hopes they’ll forget. Eggs should never be microwaved.
I feel a burden lifted and think my countertops are so much happier with only pretty (yet useful) appliances on it. 🙂 What am I missing? What are the other things you use your microwave for that I haven’t encountered in the last month?
Update 25 Sep:
It appears I have actually started a bit of a debate. I love it! Some comments…
Peep Puffing: Mel, this is a tough one. You are right, I have no avenues for blowing up peeps anymore. I kind of forgot about doing that after putting one on a certain neighbor’s pillow in college. I got in trouble. Big trouble.
Chocolate: My pots and pans came with a very nice double boiler. It may take a while, but burned chocolate is kinda gross. I’m the type that would forget and BURN it in the microwave.
Popcorn: Jess is the master here. She taught me ALL ABOUT how absolutely yummy popcorn on the stove top is. In fact, I just had some on Sunday evening. No more microwave crap for me…it reminds me of being at work (ew, don’t you hate it when someone in the office forgets about a bag and burns it to the point of everything being black…stiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinky)
S’mores: Well, I just don’t like soggy graham crackers, Mel. I’ll save my s’mores for camping.
Beer? Dad, come on. I remember sparks from your Baylor plate. Imagine a can of beer.