Oh honey, you’ll end up with a sad, rubbery mess that never knows its own history. A stew takes its time to let the flavors whisper to each other, like an old teacup that has seen more rain than a storm. Microwaving just cranks the heat and forgets the dialogue. Stick to the pot, add a splash of patience, and maybe a pinch of nutmeg for good measure. Trust me, your starter will thank you and the leftover won’t feel betrayed.