Mighty Grand

Instead of spending all that money trying to convince me that Angus beef is something new and special, couldn't McDonalds have spent some time coming up with better differentiated names for their Angus burgers?  Instead, they gave us the Mighty Angus and the Grand Angus.

Mighty and Grand; look up one of those in a thesaurus and you'll find the other.  In a rare moment of verification, I thought I'd check that and sure enough, a search on "Mighty" in Thesaurus.com yields:

august, bulky, colossal, considerable, dynamic, eminent, enormous, extensive, extraordinary, grand, great, heroic, high, huge, illustrious, immense, imposing, impressive, intense, irresistible, large, magnificent, majestic, massive, moving, notable, prodigious, renowned, stupendous, titanic, towering, tremendous, vast.

Funnily enough, most of those are also much better names.  How about an Angus Stupendous, or an Angus Illustrious, or perhaps the Angus Colossal?  Not so hungry?  You can downsize to the Angus Considerable?  Or maybe you just like to keep it simple, in which case, it’s the Angus Huge for you.

Meanwhile back in the the real world, it’s back to the Mighty or the Grand and trying to work out which one has the extra piece of salad on it.

Eggnominious Failure

Last weekend, having bought a coffee and a hot bread roll, I set out to make myself a bacon and egg roll. Now the plan was to do this using the microwave, so that it could be done quickly and made with the roll still warm.

Bacon was quickly done to perfection but a medium-high minute later, catastrophe! Egg explosion. Everywhere! Clearly, despite the yolk having been punctured and the container having been covered, one minute on medium-high was way too long. It was in fact enough time for the yolk to reach egglear fission-achieving temperatures with the cover being blown off and mutant egg fallout strewn throughout the oven.

The most depressing thing was not the minimalist bacon roll that I had been reduced to or even the substantial mess that needed to be cleaned-up afterwards. No, the most depressing aspect of the whole sorry saga was being confronted with the irrefutable evidence that yet another piece of knowledge, humble though it have may been, had been lost from my mind.