Mar 23
no surprises…
…and I’m not misquoting the title of the Radiohead song either.
I was talking with my co-worker today about breakfast foods and how odd it is that a hearty breakfast (eggs and bacon) is essentially fried chicken placenta and fried strips of pig ass.
I’ll still eat them - but I like my eggs scrambled only and very dry, and my bacon super crispy.
Anyway, this comment led to a discussion of other breakfast foods during which I told her about one of my favorites, the Dutch baby - an oven-baked pancake served up at one of my favorite local breakfast joints. I mentioned that I enjoyed it, so I went home and found the recipe online so I could re-create it.
She commented, “you’re always demystifying things, did you know that?”
I went silent for a moment, and then replied, “yeah?”
She replied, “Yeah - like you find this Dutch baby thing that you like, so you go and find out how to make it. You wonder about websites and you decide to go learn how to create one and write HTML and stuff. You just demystify things.”
It strikes me that she’s quite right. There aren’t many mysteries because I’m curious to find out “WHY” and demystify things for myself. It’s not very exciting to be me, I admit, because I don’t want to leave anything unanswered and left to the imagination in terms of things like, “How do they make a Dutch baby?” or “Why is the sky blue?” or “Why do stars appear to twinkle?” or “Why are fire hydrants different colors?”
I guess that’s another aspect of the researchgirl thing.
No tag for this post.SYLLABICATION: de·mys·ti·fy
TRANSITIVE VERB: Inflected forms: de·mys·ti·fied, de·mys·ti·fy·ing, de·mys·ti·fies
To make less mysterious; clarify: an autobiography that demystified the career of an eminent physician.
OTHER FORMS: de·mysti·fi·cation —NOUN, de·mysti·fier —NOUN
