A few years ago, I wrote an ode to my microwave.
Since the time I wrote that post, the microwave gave up the ghost. I actually acquired a new microwave last spring, but until this amazing just past weekend of deep cleaning, reorganization, and throwing out of stuff I no longer use, I had two microwaves in my kitchen: one that works great, and one that sometimes worked when it felt like it.
Farewell, Quasar. You were one hell of a machine.
I wonder if the Quasar was embarrassed to death by your ode.