The differences are endless between everyday things in Ireland and everyday things in America...
I have loads of them to share, but seeing that its 1:49 am, I think I'll limit it to cooking my pizza in the oven. Walked into town today (my village) and bought a frozen pizza for dinner. I ended up walking home in the dark and on sidewalks that could have been mistaken for a very long, concrete ice-skating rinks.
I unwrapped the pizza and read the back of the box to get the instructions. Heat 190 degrees Celsius. Ok, got it.
I look on the oven so I can turn it to "BAKE," but there are no such letters on the dial. Instead, there are four pictures; I see a light bulb-- This most likely means the oven light-- ok, good. Next comes a fan-looking picture-- not sure why I'd want a fan in the oven if I'm trying to COOK something, but that's fine. The next picture looks like a piece of notebook paper. Notebook paper!? Paper doesn't belong in the oven. That screams fire to me; so I decide not to use the paper option. The last option is a square that has a snowflake and a rain drop in it. Water options? If I'm trying to COOK a pizza why do I want it to rain and snow inside the oven?
At this point, I'm not sure the better of all the evils, so I pick the fan, which seems like it couldn't hurt too much and luckily enough...my pizza gets cooked. Extra cheese. And why they have snowflakes, raindrops, and notebook paper on their dial, well I'll just have to ask my local Irish friend. I've been working on deciphering the Irish accent, but little did I know I'd be deciphering the oven dial as well!
The pizza turned out great...fan and all.
Until next time...and more updates on differences...
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