A Microwave Tale
Once upon a time, in the year 1983, we decided that our lives were prosperous enough that we could afford to enrich our home with the purchase of a microwave oven . I'll never forget the excitement I felt as we opened the box! BJ was just six months old and we had been heating his bottles on the stove. How I loved setting the bottle in the microwave, pushing just a couple of buttons, and then, viola! Only seconds later his milk was warm enough to drink ! No more pacing around the kitchen for what seemed like hours waiting for the stove to heat those bottle! It was thrilling. Truthfully, I did enjoy this microwave for more than just bottles. We soon were cooking vegetables (Kim's fav? Broccoli with melted cheese), thawing out meat, and heating water for a cup of hot chocolate. Rarely a day went by without its use. Along with the microwave we received eight books with microwave recipes. We tried out many of the recipes, including one for banana bread , which was awful ! To thi...