When I was younger, I marveled at how my mom knew just how long food items needed to be microwaved. It seemed like she just had this sixth sense about it.
For some reason, I assumed that it was just some magical power that one acquired when they became a mom.
Now that I'm older, I obviously don't think it's any magical power anymore. Instead, I've learned that it's a lot of trial and error. And in our old apartment, it's a lot of waiting time since we can't microwave for more than 1 minute or 1:30 at a time.
However, I so appreciate when our dishware is microwavable.
One day, when we have less of a college/bachelor-assortment of plates, I look forward to owning an arsenal of practical, microwavable, and stylish dishware.