How groovy it this idea. A flask that you put your dinner in, microwave to get it good and hot, put the lid on, take to work and eat a couple of hours later. Brilliant. I want one, I got one.
I picked Little Fink up from school, one of the mums, whom I think of as The Oracle - like in The Matrix (she is the font of all knowledge and knows all the gossip - if it's happened in our town, she has the inside story), The Oracle asked me how my 'healthy eating/diet' was going.
So I told her about my super new lunching gadget, come lunchtime I was pretty hungry and looking forward to testing how warm the food had stayed. Salami pasta with ratatouie. Yum.
I couldn't get the lid off. I didn't have lunch, the diet is going fine!
One of my colleagues came into the office to ask what the banging noise was. It was me trying to break the vacuum seal on the tub. No hot lunch for me!
No luck. Mr Fink (via email - he likes to be alerted to my misfortunes, it brightens his dreary days) helpfully suggested I return it for a refund. I aksed, "What with my lunch still inside?"
So, it sits on the kitchen side, waiting for big strong Mr Fink to come home and release my lunch.
