Not in it, really. Just a laminated layer between layers of glass.
You’ve got it backwards. Pyrex used to be borosilicate. Now it’s just tempered. You can still find borosilicate in other brands for some items, but Pyrex doesn’t make it anymore.
Sorry, you’re right, I knew what I was thinking, but my brain misfired, probably due to an acute case of pre-Mondayitis. Thanks for the correction.
I don’t know the answer to that. The closest I can get is to tell you that it happened in 91 right after I bought my first house. The dish hit on a corner, as I remember it, not sure if closer to the top or the bottom.
I don’t know when Pyrex switched to tempered, it’s possible it was the older borosilicate, it belonged to my then wife from before we met. Who knows where and when she got it.
As I understand it, they switched to tempered about 1998, in the US. I have read that European Pyrex is still borosilicate.
Here’s a question: Is a glass jar or bottle more or less likely to break if it’s full? If more likely when it’s full, does it depend on what’s inside?
My experience with glass coke bottles is a full one will break.
An empty (hey, remember there’s a deposit) will not break easily.
If you miss the sign you can go back and get it and try again.
I had a strange experience this morning.
I have a Christmas ornament that looks like a glass lollipop. This morning I sat down at my dining table to work from home, which is in the same room as the Christmas tree. While I was reading my emails I heard a tink! from the direction of the tree. I looked over at the tree and saw the branch with the lollipop ornament shaking as if the weight of the branch had suddenly been reduced, and the stem of the lollipop on the floor. Normally I’d blame something like like a broken ornament on the cat, but he was in a completely different room when it happened. I’m guessing maybe the temperature change from plugging in the tree lights caused it to break?
A near miracle!
A mayo or cooking oil clean up would also be bad bad bad.
They do break like safety glass tiny bits and pieces for days.
Days is right. I think it took me a week to find all the glass, I wasn’t being hyperbolic when I said it exploded. The hallway leading to the bedrooms was at the end of the kitchen, I found pieces of glass clear down at the far end of it.
My wife and I had luxury vinyl tile put in our kitchen and laundry room a few years ago. We don’t drop huge numbers of glass items, but we do occasionally. None of them has ever broken on the LVT. Jars of salsa, Pyrex dishes, drinking glasses, empty bottles…they just bounce once and roll a bit. Not sure about the reason. Items that hit the vinyl flooring we had previously would break real good.
It’s sold on Amazon UK, but USA and Canada are “outside of the delivery area”.
When I lived in my old town, my neighbor’s 4-year-old son was waving a stick around, a branch about a half-inch thick, as 4-year-old boys will do, and managed to smash one of my car windows! His grandparents were babysitting and Grandpa got out the shop vac, and had to keep his 7-year-old sister away, because she wanted to pick up the glass pieces and look at them.
My insurance paid for it; the parents apologized profusely but I said it was OK, these things happen, and I was just glad nobody was hurt.
Years ago, I unwisely put all my liquor bottles on a high shelf (about 6ft off the ground.) The shelf collapsed, and all the bottles fell to the vinyl kitchen floor. Miraculously, only the grenadine broke, and apparently only because another bottle landed on top of it. Of course, it made for a horrifying scene–undiluted red splatter everywhere-- and I heaved a sigh of relief when the cat wandered in from the next room unharmed.
Some years ago I was transporting one of the dogs in a front seat when, when we were stopped at a light, he spotted someone walking a dog. This set him off, barking and jumping and then when he lunged forward and bashed his head into the windshield, breaking it.
When I took the car in for the insurance adjuster to look at it he asked what happened – it was clearly broken from the inside but much lower than he was uses to, perhaps three inches up from the bottom. I explained what happened. “What happened to the dog?”
“Not a thing – he didn’t even stop barking.”
Tempered/safety glass panels for things like shower enclosures are weird. They’re like a flat Prince Rupert’s drop. You can hit the surface with a hammer, and nothing happens except the hammer bounces off, but tap them on the edge, and it instantly turns into glass nuggets on the floor.
Karstadt Hermannplatz, Berlin, supermarket department in the basement, mid-90s: I bought a bottle of coca-cola, 1.5 l, and as soon as I picked it up after the cashier and lifted it about 10" it EXPLODED! Just like that, no contact with nothing! I did not have a scratch, but everything was a mess. I guess it should have happened to me in the USA, we hear weird tales of millions awarded by courts on damages for far more mundane stuff over there, but that being Germany first thing I knew was a man screaming at me that I had to pay the dry cleaning of his suit OR ELSE! Fortunately the shop manager came running and promised the berserker that the shop would cover the expenses and sent a clerk to fetch me another bottle.
I still wonder now that I think of it why that bottle exploded just like that and why the shards and the liquid flew in every direction but mine. Being able to repeat that experience at will with the same result would be quite a superpower.
My mom told me a story about my older sister. When my sister was an infant, she’d hold out her glass baby bottle as she sat in her high chair. She’d say, ‘Uh-oh!’ and drop it on the floor, shattering it.
Some years ago we bought a christmas-themed grocery bag and a bottle of cider in a Walmart, after paying for them we proceeded to put the bottle in the new grocery bag… which had a small unnoticed defect: It had no bottom (just the handles and the ‘walls’ of a bag but nothing underneath), the cider bottle exploded in the floor just next to the checkout counter.
To this day my wife is ashamed of it, but I say “they sold us the defective bag, why should we be feel ashamed for the consequences?”
My older sister remembers when it was I in the crib breaking bottles and the sour milk smell. I remember the shadows of the day moving across the room and waiting for moms attention.