Until recently I’ve regarded the microwave as a saviour of modern life. I’ve felt that if it couldn’t be microwaved, it probably isn’t worth my while cooking it.
A microwave offers much convenience: stick a meal in, 2 or 3 minutes -enough to boil a kettle for a complimentary cup of tea- and *ping*, your meal is ready to eat.
Recently though, I moved into a new little flat and if going by the above, one of the first things on my shopping list should be a microwave. However, having lately been reading about good nutrition, the thought of buying a microwave somehow seems almost sacrilegious -if you’ll excuse the hyperbole.