I secretly laugh every time I anthropomorphize “science.” Ha, anyway, my week: weirdly shitty with a chance of resolving okay. Take the titular “Macaroni Miracle.” This evening, this very evening, yes, I dumped boiling hot pasta water over my fingers. And while the skin on those fingers is kind of tingling as I type this, as if the nerves aren’t sure about being jostled too much, they don’t seem to be actually burnt.
How can this be?
I want to guess that it’s some mixture of the salt in the pasta water lowering the boiling temperature (much like it lowers the freezing temperature?) of water and the fact that, though to me it sure seemed like the water poured and poured and poured, it probably only happened for a very short time.
Still, I don’t know. It’s strange.
I may have become fireproof, too, there’s always that. But I’m not going to devise an experiment to test.