Sounds kind of like the title of some 1950’s horror movie; doesn’t it? And it was kind of was. I had friends over to play cards one morning last week and was using the microwave to make three cups of tea. (Yes, yes, I’m the only one who enjoys a cocktail in the AM.)
Anyone, got our nice drinks and an hour later my friend Kathi went to make herself some more tea.
“Hey,” she said, “is your power out again?” (The power goes out somewhat regularly during the rainy season here and it’s not always obvious that it’s out during the daytime.)
But when she opened the fridge, the light was on, so power was obviously not the problem. Well, except to the microwave. Light didn’t come on when you opened the door to it; 0:00 was not lit up on the timer. Yep, dead as a doornail (whatever that means).
I hate it when things (or people or other animals) just die without any warning. I want bells, whistles, and sirens going off to indicate that there is a problem. And, yes, I mean with people, too. Myself included.
But the microwave had been working just fine and then suddenly, it wasn’t. Me no like.
I offered to heat up some water on the propane stove, but nobody wanted me to “go through all that bother,” so we finished up our game and all was fine. As Kathi was leaving, she said “I know a place that repairs microwaves here in Joco. I”ll send you the information.”
The next morning, I needed to go to the local IMSS clinic for a checkup on my blood pressure and as I was driving home, I saw a place that sells and repairs microwaves just where Kathi had mentioned it might be. So I figured that the next Wednesday when Antonio was here, I would have him double-check the power outlet and then we would take the microwave to the repair shop.
That left me with five days to live without a microwave. No big deal; right? And, yet, friends, after two days I could not remember how to re-heat things!!!
How sad is that!! I must have done it for at least 40 years of my life, but I could not recall how to do it. In my fridge were lots of tamales, but I didn’t know how to get them warm again! I actually had to post on my Facebook account and ask!
Thank heavens my friends came through for me….even if their recommendations came with snickers and on a “slant.” My friend Becky reminded me that we used to use double-boilers for such things. Now I don’t have any double boilers. but it did remind me that I have a vegetable steamer that I can put in a deep frying pan, add some water, cover, and make my own double boiler!!
It worked like a charm and actually made the tamales taste better because they got steamed!
So I’ve been using the stove to reheat and cook things for the past 10 days. And the weirdest thing to me is that I’ve been eating better! No more microwave popcorn. No more instant oatmeal. No more melting cheese on chips for quick nachos.
Oh, I’ll still get the microwave fixed. No worries about that! But in the meantime, I’m actually making meals on the stove!