And then the brownies exploded16 Jan 2009 01:09 pm
By Heather O.
How I wish that title was a metaphor. If you have a metaphor to offer, however, please share .
By Heather O.
How I wish that title was a metaphor. If you have a metaphor to offer, however, please share .

This isn’t a metaphor, but this almost exact same thing happened to me too. I had a glass pan that was given to me as a wedding gift, complete with the name Pulsipher in calligraphy etched on it (so that it wouldn’t get lost in all those Relief Society Potlucks). A glass bottle of some condiment fell on it and the glass bottle broke, but no harm seemed to be done to the pan. Later that night I made a gorgeous from scratch lasagna in that pan. While waiting for it to be done, I heard a very loud crack (really scared me) and I opened the oven. Glass and noodles and tomatoes were everywhere. I cried. Aparently there was tiny crack in it and the heat cause it the crack to grow and explode. So maybe that is why it exploded for you too. I hope you discover this mystery.
Comment #1 by miriamJanuary 16th, 2009 at 2:35 pmYeah, good old thermodynamics at work. It was the hot dish, cold counter. I could go into how/why, but it really doesn’t matter. It’s much more likely to shatter, btw, when the dish is hot and the exterior force is cold, rather than the other way ’round.
That’s why you can put a cold pyrex casserole in a hot over and it’s fine.
Comment #2 by Tracy MJanuary 16th, 2009 at 4:18 pmStoneware too.
Comment #3 by JamiJanuary 16th, 2009 at 4:41 pmI’m so sorry, Heather, but all I can do is laugh. (And thanks, by the way, since I need the opportunity to laugh right now!) My kids would have been distraught over losing the brownies.
Comment #4 by Michelle AMJanuary 16th, 2009 at 5:11 pmI just heard of that happening about six months ago and it has been a fear of mine ever since. So parinoid now. Just when you think pyrex is safe…
Comment #5 by chelseaJanuary 16th, 2009 at 7:06 pmI had a casserole dish that I had gotten for my high school graduation explode when I made dinner for some friends when I was first married. I had set the pan on the stove top to cool, not realizing that one of the burners (electric) was still on low heat. Food everywhere. Now our friends joke about having exploding casseroles for dinner whenever they come over to eat.
Comment #6 by NaomiJanuary 16th, 2009 at 11:01 pmJust the other night, I was stirring the beef stroganoff and getting ready to transfer it to a bowl and put it on the table at the exact time my 12 year old was getting out glasses to set the table. He dropped one and it shattered in tiny shards all over the counter, some of it hitting my elbow, some landing on the other side of the kitchen. There was no way of knowing what got in the dinner without actually eating it and waiting for internal bleeding so I dumped the whole thing. I ran to McD’s, put a bunch of chicken nuggets and hamburgers on the table next to the salad and rolls and said, “Just for the record, I DID cook tonight.” So, there you go, you’re not alone.
Comment #7 by wbprawJanuary 17th, 2009 at 1:55 pmSome twenty years ago, a sibling put some leftovers in a plastic bowl and put it in the regular oven, not the microwave to reheat. Droopy plastic hanging through the rack….nasty plastic smell
Comment #8 by mormonhermitmomJanuary 17th, 2009 at 4:14 pmHa Ha Ha Ha. Sorry, laughing with you not at you.
I had that happen to me too(except with cheesy potatoes). With my brand new pan I got for Christmas with my name my mom had lasered in. [by the way #1 have you ever read Good Omens? The name Pulsipher brought it to mind.
] Anyway - good luck. Thanks for the laugh.
Comment #9 by SamanthaJanuary 19th, 2009 at 3:21 pmI had this happen to me several years ago. I made some delicious chicken legs and they were in a pyrex dish. I took them out of the oven and on top of the stove between the burners to cool (it was not even touching the electric coils). Somehow the dish exploded, and I mean that literally, and we had chicken and burning hot glass all over the kitchen. It melted parts of the lino (thank goodness it was a rental), got stuck in the ceiling, melted to the walls, it was EVERYWHERE! I did not even know where to begin cleaning it up and had to wait for it all to cool before I could even touch it. I cannot remember where we went to eat but I know it was not at home
Comment #10 by BanksJanuary 21st, 2009 at 11:22 amHmmm….Heather….I’m beginning to wonder. I vaguely recall an incident that may have involved you, in the kitchen, with a ham glaze, in the microwave. My memory’s a bit foggy, I confess, but I do believe there was an explosion.
Is there a pattern?
Comment #11 by NicoleJanuary 22nd, 2009 at 12:52 pmOh Nicole, I’d forgotten about that. But that was the microwave, this was the stove. TOTALLY different.
Crud. Maybe I should just never invite people over for dinner. Ever.
Comment #12 by Heather O.January 22nd, 2009 at 7:03 pm