I stuck my cinnamon roll on a "Happy Birthday" paper plate and put it in the microwave to warm it up a bit.(I am not a paper plate-person, but when we lived in my grandma's house last year, we "inherited" her massive collection of paper products and I determined it would be wasteful to throw them away, so we are slowly working our way through them...there's a lot.)
Bad idea.
I see smoke coming out of the microwave.
Then I open the door and see flames...like real-fire-kind-of-flames.
I yell, "There's a fire!" My husband jumps up. And then just stands there staring at the fire. {Gee, thanks for the help, honey!} So I grab a cup, fill it with water and start throwing water on my beloved Udi's cinnamon roll.
Here's the end result:
Yes. I guess I am.
I am extremely grateful it wasn't more serious! Especially considering we're renting...
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