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It was a dark and stormy day, Cooking tea in the usual way, This was my mother long ago, "Don't touch the pressure cooker, no!" Subtly, she left the scene, Forgot the cooker, its head of steam, Bang! Did that curry explode, Mum's response, implode! "Why didn't you check that stove?" "You told me not to touch it, no!" All I can say on this, fifty years later, Don't use pressure to cook my curry or taters!
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Oct 3, 2019
Oct 3, 2019 at 3:54 PM UTC
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It was a dark and stormy day, Cooking tea in the usual way, This was my mother long ago, "Don't touch the pressure cooker, no!" Subtly, she left the scene, Forgot the cooker, its head of steam, Bang! Did that curry explode, Mum's response, implode! "Why didn't you check that stove?" "You told me not to touch it, no!" All I can say on this, fifty years later, Don't use pressure to cook my curry or taters!
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Oct 3, 2019 at 3:54 PM UTC
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