I am a great Microwavist

My Dad was such a great cook. A Sunday pot roast would smell up the whole downstairs for the entire day.

My Mom was a great baker. And, like all parents of my generation, she let us lick the batter off the beaters and spoon.

I am a great microwavist. I mean, I know the exact time for cooking everything and anything in the microwave. That takes skill.

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