A monster is not such a terrible thing to be. From the Latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the Old French to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. To be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.

Ocean Vuong, from “A Letter To My Mother That She Will Never Read”, published in The New Yorker (via mesogeios)

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do microwaves in other countries have different quick setting buttons? are american microwaves the standard? do people outside the u.s. have a potato button, is what i want to know.

Mexican here, we have potato button

I’m in Brazil and here we don’t have a potato button, we have a rice button.

I’m from the Netherlands and we have a potato button:)

In Scotland and we have a potato button but not on all microwaves just the nice ones.

In France I had a microwave with a chicken button and a breadloaf button

I’m from England and I didn’t know potato buttons were even a thing

Potato Button:

  • United States
  • Mexico
  • Canada
  • Netherlands
  • Posh Scotland

Rice Button:

  • Brazil

Breadloaf Button???:

  • France

No Dedicated Carbs Button:

  • England

okay i got sick of waiting for answers so i hopped onto some international versions of amazon and here is what i found:

  • australian amazon only sells books?? what the fuck
  • same for chinese amazon but that’s not as surprising
  • german microwaves have a potato button, but only when there are buttons. most of these things have dials. like… what. only weird fancy american microwaves have dials. also i saw a yogurt button.
  • indian microwaves seem to generally feature a ‘stuffed veg’ button instead of a potato-specific button. there is also a rice button. but do you know what else is standard. A GODDAMNED CHICKEN TANDOORI BUTTON. FUCK ME.
  • german and indian microwaves both had beverage buttons, which was not a surprise, but they also both had pizza buttons, which WAS a surprise. the indian microwaves called it a bread snack but it was clearly a picture of a pizza. why is the pizza button more universal than the potato button??
  • japanese microwaves have rice buttons and not potato buttons. no surprises there. the big surprise is that they also favor the dial. for that matter india had a lot of microwaves with dials, too. what gives. why the dials. where are your flat, easy to clean buttons.
  • according to italian amazon, in italian you call a kitchenaid stand mixer a “robot da cucina”. that is the cutest fucking thing i have ever heard. but back to microwaves. once again i’m seeing a lot of dials. you know these aren’t real ovens, right? why are you adjusting the strength so much. keep it on high and hit the one minute button. stop complicating things with dials. a lot of these are just rebranded german microwaves, so there is a potato button, and also a yogurt button.
  • see above for spain. y’all just have the same microwave. spain’s amazon is a lot less intuitive than every other country’s. i don’t know why. spanish amazon, please fix your menu system. it is wrong.

This concludes my fact-finding mission. Australia, why are your microwaves so mysterious.

I love the words “potato button”

I deeply admire the OP’s devotion to cross-cultural microwave studies and potato button data.

Is a beverage button just for tea? I mean, I know there are folks who don’t like icy drinks or ice /in/ their drinks, but…no one’s heating up sodas are they?

amazon is a book store????

nobodysflower:

i’m ready for june. the purest month. the friday afternoon of summer, when the world hums with possibility. when spring kisses summer on the cheek, leaves behind a trail of ferns and dew. june is packing your suitcase for a trip. june is a sprinkler in the lawn. june is goodbye and hello all at once. every day feels like the first moment after you wake up, when the dreams still stick to your skin. we wander dazed and hazy in the infant months of heat and sun. we are lovely and unafraid