Barnacle Boy - who has an apron that reads "If God wanted me to be thin, He'd have made chocolate a vegetable" - is not a fan of either fruits or vegetables. When grapes made an appearance at the dinner table the other night, he greeted them with uncharacteristic enthusiasm. Who are you and what have you done with my son?
When dinner was over, he carefully pulled two grapes from the cluster, cut them almost in half and ducked into the kitchen. "Come and watch, Mom!" OMG, as they say. The grapes are arcing, and then one bursts into flame.
He has made a plasma in the microwave - you know, the stuff of which suns are made. I'm still stunned by the stunt.
Tonight, Crash wanted to know if we had "vaporized milk". Now I'm checking to be sure we don't have any photon torpedo tubes on the roof...
Crash was looking for evaporated milk - a key ingredient in beignets - a treat he'd like me to make this weekend. I bet we could make some with The Boy's plasma?!