Just now, I attempted to make some mashed potatoes. Not the real kind -- I don't have the patience for all that mashing -- the stuff from a box. I know, all of you real domestic goddesses are probably cringing at the thought.
Anyway, I decided I couldn't possibly wait for water to boil on the stove, so I decided to follow the microwave instructions instead.
Something must've not gone well, because the resulting dish has the consistency of gruel. Or at least, the consistency that I imagine gruel must have. (I, myself, have never experienced that delicacy before, so it's hard to say for certain.)
Not quite the vision of fluffiness I was going for. Alas.
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