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Carbon Footprints

And what a better place to find them than at the Burnt Food Museum of Arlington, Massachusetts (Celebrating nearly two decades of Culinary Disaster)? They’re not my exhibits, nor my husband’s (who is a more prolific artist in this genre, I must admit) but a separate gallery of food-gone-wrong right here in my home town.

There are so many masterpieces! Who can forget the “Kruncheroni ‘n Cheese” exhibit, created by a hungry 14-year-old and and a microwave. Ah, such proud parents, never mind the microwave. I’m sure they’ll find an appropriate museum for that, too, some day.

Or, how about the charred Hot Pockets exhibit, a “moving End-of-the-Century image (the picture was taken in 1999), contrasting the mouthwatering dream of future sustenance with the charred reality of human endeavor…” The mind boggles. I’ll never look at a Hot Pocket the same way again.

And the exhibits keep coming. It’s a testament to human nature in all its forgetful glory. Can’t stop in to see it in person? Why, just visit the museum website, at:

These guys are burnin’ up social media, too. They even have a page on Facebook! You can smell it from a mile away.


Writer, Walker, Entrepreneur, baby-boomer

6 thoughts on “Carbon Footprints

  1. Thanks Margy! The BFM is doing well, despite recent cat-burgling episode. Will try to post photos … eventually … And when you say you can smell it a mile away — you mean the sweet, smoky scent of dinners-that-might-have-been-but-will-now-be-forever-enshrined, right?

    1. Oh, ha hahahahahaa! Yes, absolutely right. I should get my husband to contribute to the museum. He’s a natural.

  2. Surely they have some of my Mother’s early works in there. As children, we ate like gods! Burnt offerings every night! We would work out in the garden until we heard the smoke alarm go off, that is how we knew when to come in and wash up for supper.

    1. My, what a lucky man to have gifts from the Gods! My husband’s the keeper of the sacred trust, although I’ve had to scrub out the blackened bottom of a pan on one or two occasions.

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