Yesterday, I unintentionally left plastic container filled with a frozen slab of homemade lasagna on the radiator in my office, and I didn't notice it until it was well defrosted.
"Huh," I thought, "I wonder if I can cook on this thing, or at least sufficiently reheat food."
Yesterday's lasagna was thoroughly heated all the way through to the temperature I like best (slightly warmer than room temperature, that is, warm enough to notice the warmth but nowhere in the neighborhood of hot).
Today, I have another container with approximately the same sized slab of lasagna. It is currently on my radiator.
We shall see.
Isn't my life just filled with fascination? Never a lack of intrigue, never a want of diversion.
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