The burning biscuit song
Here's the major event of my day... This morning, I turned on my computer to get to work, then went into the kitchen to put a Grands breakfast biscuit in the microwave. I've made these before and know the proper cooking time. This was a different variety, but the times were still the same. I did the power level like I do to keep from having a crunchy microwave biscuit. With a minute left, I walked into my office. The microwave buzzed and went off. It beeped once a minute to remind me it was finished. I walk down the hall into my living room, and think "Oh my goodness! It smells like the house is on fire." Maybe the new battery I got for my smoke detector was dead when I bought it because I cannot believe it didn't go off. I mean, it goes off if a crumb falls off of the toaster strudel into the toaster across the kitchen. The biscuit was smoking. And I mean smoking. And I mean that burnt popcorn smell is still permeating my house it was so bad. I opened t...