Mistery & Hotplate
Mistery Mistery
Hotplate Hotplate
Mistery Mistery
Ever tried to line up a perfect sear with a ticking timer, like playing chess with a roaring flame?
Hotplate Hotplate
Sure, I’ve done that. You feel the heat, not just the clock, and you hit the sear when the numbers line up. It’s all about keeping the fire in check and making the move at the exact second.
Mistery Mistery
So the fire whispers its secret, do you trust its hush or its roar?
Hotplate Hotplate
I go with the roar. It tells me when it’s ready, no room for doubt. Trust the heat, not the silence.
Mistery Mistery
What if the roar starts early? The mystery is in the pause before the blaze, aren’t you curious?
Hotplate Hotplate
If the roar starts early, cut it off. No time for mystery. Just keep your focus and let the flame do its job.
Mistery Mistery
Cutting the roar might silence the fire’s song, but the blade can still hear it. Do you want the song or the silence?
Hotplate Hotplate
Silence is where I work. The song’s nice, but it’s noise. I’m in the heat, not the music.
Mistery Mistery
Silence is a kind of flame, bright in its own hush, isn’t it?