Dear Cooks.... (or Rather Dear All...)

[Chestertonian]

Once last year I managed to badly burn my hand when I began to drop a pizza pan straight out of the oven and grabbed it with my other.  By the end of the incident I needed burn cream, had to scrape the (now cool after going out in tears to buy burn cream) pizza off of the melted kitchen laminate.  :|

 

Ouch!

[LinaSt.Cecilia2772]

I was making some sort of pasta sauce that calls for garlic powder. I grabbed the container that I thought was garlic powder (because the containers look the same) and put it in the sauce. It wasn't garlic powder, it was ground cinnamon. Tomatoes and an accidental huge amount of cinnamon DO NOT MIX.

[Nihil Obstat]

I was making some sort of pasta sauce that calls for garlic powder. I grabbed the container that I thought was garlic powder (because the containers look the same) and put it in the sauce. It wasn't garlic powder, it was ground cinnamon. Tomatoes and an accidental huge amount of cinnamon DO NOT MIX.

I do love cinnamon, but I can see how that would not be the tastiest of combinations.

[LinaSt.Cecilia2772]

I do love cinnamon, but I can see how that would not be the tastiest of combinations.

 

Oh it was just nastayyyy

[LinaSt.Cecilia2772]

Oh and I caught a kitchen towel on fire once.

 

I was baking something in my mom's oven, which has the heat coil on the bottom, and I used a kitchen towel to help grab the pan out and a corner of the towel reached the heat coil and somehow caught fire.

[ChristinaTherese]

I was making mayonnaise one day and didn't want to just trickle in the oil while mixing, so I poured it all in.... And the result was that it would not mix. No mayonnaise.

 

And then there have been the numerous times that Mom didn't put salt in the bread.... And then she put in twice as much some other times.

 

My brother and I were making scrambled eggs (and by that we mean eggs, cheese, and a bunch of other stuff depending on the day) one time, and he forgot all about the cheese. Not bad to most people, but we weren't used to cheeseless scrambled eggs.

 

Oh, and it wasn't exactly cooking but here's another story: At camp one day, we had a fire and s'mores. So I found a pretty short stick, and another girl found the longest stick around. I looked at her quizzically and asked if it mightn't be a bit out of control, since she had her marshmallow burning, but she said the counselor would blow it out if necessary. Of course, it got out of control and hit my hand. I went to the nurses after that, but they wouldn't give me anything, so I just had a little bit of a burn.

 

Another time, my mom was cutting something, and I was standing beside her for some reason. She dropped the knife, right onto my foot. Somehow, though, I didn't get hurt even though a knife fell, and I thought it was blade down, onto my foot. I was wearing nice thick hiking socks that day.... :idontknow:

 

I haven't had too many accidents myself, though. But I really enjoyed that Mom called home sometimes this last summer and asked me to make dinner because she was getting home late from work. Oh, and maybe I'll get some good stories when I have my own kitchen next year. :nun2:

Edited May 7, 2013 by Christina Thérèse

[Mary's Child]

I am a good cook and have been doing it since I was about 6 or 7 but there have been many mistakes and some "mistakes" when I was younger pkus Im very accident prone. 

Up until the time I was about 15 I did not like beans so whenever my Mom was making beans I would turn the heat up under the pan and burn them so I didnt have to eat them. My Mom couldn't figure out why all of a sudden the beans kept burning ... then one day she caught me I got in tons of trouble and she made me eat them even though they were burned. (Yes I was a very bad child).

At 14 my Mom had just had a baby a few days before so she wasnt able to cook I made Thanksgiving dinner it turned out well except for a burned pie crust I had been cleaning the stove while the pie was coooking and knocked into the knob so the heat was to high.

Several years ago I had just made pasta sauce but forgot to turn the handle of the pan in so I knocked into it and spilled boiling hot pasta sauce all down my thigh, leg, and foot (this was during the Summer so I was wearing shorts) . Amazingly I did not end up with major blisters or anything not sure how that happened.

I used to go beach camping with my Uncles and cousins every year and once there was a towel behind the grill while they were making dinner the towel caught on fire and I yelled so my Uncle picked it up and then he stood there for a minute just holding the burning towel and asking what to do with it before dumping the remains in the dirty dish water.

Im sure there are others but I cant think of them right now

 

[Gabriela]

I was making some sort of pasta sauce that calls for garlic powder. I grabbed the container that I thought was garlic powder (because the containers look the same) and put it in the sauce. It wasn't garlic powder, it was ground cinnamon. Tomatoes and an accidental huge amount of cinnamon DO NOT MIX.

 

This is why I hate Moroccan food.

[TheresaThoma]

Oh another funny one. Last year was my mom and I's first time cooking the turkey for Thanksgiving. My dad had never used a recipe so we had to go off memory of how he had done it. We had it all stuffed and I was rubbing butter over it then went for the poultry seasoning to sprinkle on top and realized we hadn't put ANY in the stuffing. Oops! It still tasted ok but the seasoning definitely would have helped.

Not really related to cooking but kind of funny. Every Thanksgiving one of the local radio stations plays "Alice's Restaurant." It is bizzare but it isn't Thanksgiving without listening to Alice's Restaurant.

If you have never heard it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m57gzA2JCcM

 

[Gabriela]

Up until the time I was about 15 I did not like beans so whenever my Mom was making beans I would turn the heat up under the pan and burn them so I didnt have to eat them. My Mom couldn't figure out why all of a sudden the beans kept burning ... then one day she caught me I got in tons of trouble and she made me eat them even though they were burned. (Yes I was a very bad child).

 

Mary's Child? You should really pick a new screen name. Jesus would NEVER do a thing like that!

 

rotfl

 

Seriously, this isn't appropriate for a cooking thread, but what this reminds me of is when my mother started making me wear training bras in elementary school. I hated the things so much (I hate them still; I hate anything that "restricts" my body) that every day when I arrived to after-school care at the YMCA, I went into the bathroom, took it off, and threw it in the trash. My mother could not figure out where all the training bras were going. LOL.

Edited May 7, 2013 by curiousing

[TheLordsSouljah]

Up until the time I was about 15 I did not like beans so whenever my Mom was making beans I would turn the heat up under the pan and burn them so I didnt have to eat them. My Mom couldn't figure out why all of a sudden the beans kept burning ... then one day she caught me I got in tons of trouble and she made me eat them even though they were burned. (Yes I was a very bad child).

 

I can see how it would be mentally scarring as a child, but otherwise I'd just say it was tactical. 

[Mary's Child]

I can see how it would be mentally scarring as a child, but otherwise I'd just say it was tactical. 

It did not do me any serious harm and now I actually like beans so yes it was quite a good tactic. I never did anything like that ever again so lesson learned.

[TheLordsSouljah]

It did not do me any serious harm and now I actually like beans so yes it was quite a good tactic. I never did anything like that ever again so lesson learned.

Hehe, I actually meant a tactic for you to go and burn the beans.....  :paperbag:

[ploomf]

Once when I was around 10-11 I was craving some rice. The only rice we had in the house was a box of Rice-A-Roni and since my mom wasn't home I wasn't allowed to use the stove (since I had a distressing tendency to burn myself or melt something or set something on fire every time I tried to cook.) I decided to cook the rice in the microwave so I dumped rice and seasoning and water into one of my moms mixing bowels, started it cooking, and went back to my video games. After a while I noticed this horrible smell coming from the kitchen, I ran to the kitchen and smoke was coming out of the microwave. I pulled out the bowl and the entire bottom came off, melted plastic and burned rice was all over the counter and floor. When mom got home and saw the sad remains of the bowl she threatened to extend the ban to the microwave too.

[EmilyAnn]

We have a rice cooker, and one day when I was making dinner I was wondering why the rice was taking so long to cook. Everything else was ready and was going to get cold so I was really confused. I opened the rice cooker, and it wasn't cooked at all. Turns out, it was on the "warm" setting rather than "cook" setting. I'd been staring at it and never noticed. :doh: