The Mystery Of The Exploding Pyrex

Blue_pyrexI was happily cooking carbonara sauce for dinner in a blue Pyrex glassware on the stovetop while my little girl was hunched on the floor drawing for her homework. Everything seemed normal and the scent of the cream sauce filled our little home. The pasta was all ready and was cooling on the kitchen counter and we were really looking forward to dinner. My daughter and husband love pasta.

Not my picture. Too busy cleaning and making sure we were okay to take one. It looked like this only a gooeyer, messier mess of cream sauce all over the kitchen.

As soon as the carbonara sauce was done, I grabbed the pot holders and placed it on the kitchen counter beside the pasta. I turned my back on our precious dinner to get placemats for the dinner table and heard a loud crack and something hit my leg. I turned around to check on my Bea on the floor and saw the big mess. Shards of glass and carbonara sauce was splattered all over the floor. The Pyrex I used had apparently exploded into smithereens. Cream sauce was all over the floor and I had to check if my daughter was okay since broken glass reached all the way to the livingroom. I grabbed our perky puppy who thought carbonara sauce all over the floor was a gift from heaven. Glass was on the kitchen counter, sink, floor, all over the pasta beside it, and the living room floor.

“How could that happen? It’s Pyrex.” I thought. I’ve been cooking on Pyrex as long as I can remember. My mom did the same thing. My grandmother too.

Of course,I had to double check if it did explode or if I made a mistake and placed the Pyrex on a precarious position and it fell. Nope,the bottom of the glassware was still on the countertop, broken into pieces. It did explode and I lost dinner.

I’m a huge Nancy Drew fan. This needed investigating. I reviewed everything I did: Cook on stove –pot holder- on the counter – boom! I analyzed it for a few minutes then decided to make my life easier and Googled. There are countless of exploding Pyrex stories and I’m glad no one got hurt at my home. Some people were not as lucky.

One article states that the changes in material composition of Pyrex (from soda lime silicate glass instead of the original Pyrex borosilicate glass composition) has something to do with this. See : 

This explains why our grandmothers and mothers never had this explosive problem. Others say it’s the sudden change of temperature and that we should follow the glassware/ cookware instructions that Pyrex now has. They must be fully aware that their product isn’t what it used to be. Sorry, can’t cook in Pyrex anymore.

productinstructions them. Forget what grandma and mom said.

Keep the following in mind too when using Pyrex:

  • Keep away from granite kitchen tops and wet/damp surfaces after baking or placing hot items on it.
  • Use a welder’s mask.
  • Make sure your food is cold when you serve it.
  • Have an extra meal ready.



Bento Moms, The Overachievers

Mondays. Ugh. I really live for weekends nowadays especially with this freakish cold weather here in Manila. 24 degrees in a tropical country is rare. I just want to be snuggled in bed and sleep all day like a hibernating bear. This morning, a scent wafted from the kitchen and woke me up – bacon. We love bacon in this family but I had to do a quick note to self before going back to sleep: Remind Yaya (the helper) not to keep cooking bacon for Bea for her lunch even if she requests it.

I try to inject some nutrition in this family. The operative word here is TRY. In my head, whatever lack of nutrition my child has, her multi-vitamins will take care of it. Well, that’s how I try to make up for my feeling of inadequacy and I think some other mothers do. Ads on TV also have something to do with that but that’s another story. My daughter’s definition of eating vegetables is eating the lettuce from a Big Mac. Though she’s starting to eat carrots and others..slowly (and I’m proud of that feat already). So, her daily lunch  box is filled with food she likes eating. Nothing breaks a mom (and the yaya’s) heart than seeing a half eaten lunchbox.

You know what else makes me feel inadequate? Bento Moms. There, I said it.

Those moms are in a totally different league:


 How they can do these wonderful works of art?! The effort, the creativity, the number of ingredients stocked up in the kitchen! If I were a kid with a bento mom, I wouldn’t even eat my lunch! I would show it off at school then frame it until it turns into a petrified version that I can keep forever!

I read this article last week and she is awesome. Mom Turns Her Kids Food Into Awesome Plates Of Art:

How can you eat such cute, smiling innocent pandas?!
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 This Bento Mom phenomenon makes the rest of us feel like underachievers and I hope my child will not correlate the extensive artwork lunchbox to how much I love her. I really hope not. Am I the only one feeling this strange insecurity?!

Get enough coins, find the Princess or Game Over before eating
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Pop that vitamin,child. There is not enough nutrition in that chicken nugget you’re eating. Chicken nugget stars, shapes and animals is the most creative lunch my daughter can have in the meantime. That and maybe alphabet soup.

Some Bento Moms also make lunches for their husbands. How awesome would it be to open the lunch box your wife lovingly made and see the entire cast of Star Wars complete with a Battle Star (batteries not included) in the board room.

Perfect blend of protein and carbs.

All your officemates would die of envy as they eat their 2-piece chicken meal from KFC. The lunch possibilities are endless, actually!

You can have Sadako coming out of the lunchbox too! Awesome!

Can't wait to open that! 🙂

I wish I were a Bento Mom but I can’t. It’s hard enough to keep track of the meals in our house and planning the menu to make sure the people in the household are not malnourished. I will flush down the feelings of inadequacy (like the bodily remnants after a meal of a beautiful bento box) and keep trying to do that. I can’t be a bento mom but I’ll be the mom who will keep trying.

Late Steak Date


Here I am outside Santis. Waiting for my husband. I can’t go in because I have Vader with me. I don’t really understand half the things sold here. I will not pretend to be a foodie or connoisseur of anything.

I just like eating them. Eat all of them like a pregnant woman on her second trimester. So yummy!

The guard finds it quite amusing that my hubby and I are doing sign language as to what to purchase. Nice guy..even offered to hold our dog.
We just wanted to get nice steaks for dinner and just laze around at home doing a marathon of Breaking Bad (awesome show). Much cheaper to have steak dates at home and we avoid the crowds and noise of restaurants. Plus we’re saving for our new place and everytime we spend much, it gives us buyers remorse since we could use it for a piece of furniture we need. 🙂

Got to go! Late steak date coming up!