My roommate suggested I heat the roll up so that it would taste delicious.
I put it on for 1 minute. And didn't think anything of it.
Until.
I opened my microwave and the smoke billowed out. I had successfully blackened the roll, burning the flour on top? That's the hypothesis.
To avoid setting off our fire alarm at 1 in the morning, there was some desperate fanning and lots of laughter. Needless to say, the roll was as hard as rock.
I tried again. As it turns out, 10 seconds is a perfect amount of time.
Yeah, I'm a gourmet cook, in case you were wondering.
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