Answering the doorbell on a Sunday afternoon. A neighbor’s nine-year-old daughter stands there waiting.
ME: Hi! What’s going on?
GIRL: Miss Rachael, do you have a 100-watt light bulb?
ME: No, but I do have a 40-watt or a 60-watt. Will either of those work?
GIRL: Oh, shoot. My Easy-Bake Oven takes only a 100-watt bulb.
How perfect! I’m strangely glad those are still around. Even though I wasn’t a very domestically-inclined kid, I sure loved an Easy-Bake Oven.
I loved my Easy-Bake Oven. It made some amazingly tasty little cakes with that 100-watt light bulb. Eating the mix straight out of the packet was also tasty. Whaaaat? C’mon, I can’t be the only one who ever did that.
What was so funny is that I thought the little girl was asking for a light bulb for, say, her grandma’s reading lamp, or a porch light. Totally didn’t expect her to say it was for her Easy-Bake Oven. That cracked me up.