"How long am I supposed to nuke that tamale for?"

Please ignore the poor grammar as I did not write the above sentence. It was sent via Instant Messenger, which means I should not be a judgmental hypocrite.

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Many of you know I am obsessed with food, eating, and meal planning. So it should come as no surprise that today I was fretting about not having enough food. My options were frozen tamales or beans; we had the beans for dinner last night and I'm sick of them already, so I chose a frozen tamale from Costco!

While reading the microwave instructions for the tamales, I noted it suggested to wrap the tamale in a damp paper towel and then place it inside a plastic bag.

I swallowed hard, pushing that bit of irrational(?) cancer fear deep into my belly so it can coexist with my tamale. I'm not sure if the release of Dioxin is harmful, but today it gave me pause.

I paused so long I forgot to read how long I should microwave my lunch.