Science does not belong in the kitchen quite like that.
So remember that thing where hot things explode upon being cooled too abruptly? And how it's sort of an academic knowledge that doesn't really apply in the real world all that often?
Uh, yeah.
I made some chicken breasts in a Pyrex dish, because I was hungry, and that's what Pyrex dishes are for. Upon finishing the baking of my chicken breasts, I removed the lid and looked around for someplace that I could put it. The sink looked good. For one thing, there was nothing I could really burn in the sink, and I try to avoid accidental fires in the kitchen, having used up my quota of same when I was in my teens. I put the lid into the sink.
I swear, I didn't notice the small pool of water in the plate at the bottom of the sink. The edge of the superheated Pyrex lid hit the small pool of water. With a great cracking sound that you normally only hear in cheap horror flicks where the Foley artist wasn't feeling creative, the glass went from 'clear and a little dirty' to 'vast web of jagged cobwebs, like unto the extrusions of an angry spider god.'
And then it exploded. While I was still holding it with one pot-holdered hand.
Glass showered my kitchen. Glass is everywhere. Huge, jagged chunks of glass, everywhere that it is possible for huge, jagged chunks of glass to be. I mean, seriously, it was like ground zero for the glass apocalypse.
I am miraculously unhurt. But I'm really, really shaky, and I think I'm gonna go take a nap and cry.
Science does not belong in my kitchen quite like that, thanks awfully.
Uh, yeah.
I made some chicken breasts in a Pyrex dish, because I was hungry, and that's what Pyrex dishes are for. Upon finishing the baking of my chicken breasts, I removed the lid and looked around for someplace that I could put it. The sink looked good. For one thing, there was nothing I could really burn in the sink, and I try to avoid accidental fires in the kitchen, having used up my quota of same when I was in my teens. I put the lid into the sink.
I swear, I didn't notice the small pool of water in the plate at the bottom of the sink. The edge of the superheated Pyrex lid hit the small pool of water. With a great cracking sound that you normally only hear in cheap horror flicks where the Foley artist wasn't feeling creative, the glass went from 'clear and a little dirty' to 'vast web of jagged cobwebs, like unto the extrusions of an angry spider god.'
And then it exploded. While I was still holding it with one pot-holdered hand.
Glass showered my kitchen. Glass is everywhere. Huge, jagged chunks of glass, everywhere that it is possible for huge, jagged chunks of glass to be. I mean, seriously, it was like ground zero for the glass apocalypse.
I am miraculously unhurt. But I'm really, really shaky, and I think I'm gonna go take a nap and cry.
Science does not belong in my kitchen quite like that, thanks awfully.