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i was doing a catering once in the dead of winter. we were transporting all the food via truck when we loaded up the close to $8000 worth of food i got into the truck and didnt close the back, we got about 1/2 mile before we realized we lost most of it in the street. luckly they were in these lock/hot boxes and wrapped tight, i thought i was fired on my first day:eep:
While on prednisone for a dangerous sinus infection (not very contagious, just couldn't BREATHE), I attempted to make pumpkin pie.
My pumpkin pies contain a large quantity of ginger, cinnamon, and CLOVES. They are spiced pies.
And you know what?
Forgetting both the white and brown sugar leaves you with some powerful, powerful stuff.
One of my friends decided it made a great topping for vanilla ice cream, but the rest of us were not so brave.
You silly little man.Quote:
Originally Posted by Jowy
It was still a festering sore WEEKS afterward. Definitely something worth some concern. :pQuote:
Originally Posted by Jojee
"Also, being gay and catching fire leads to some obvious jokes from my co-workers."
this made me laugh so hard!
as for cooking mishaps, one time i decided foolishly that preparing pasta with butter, soy sauce, garlic powder, and some salt would be DELICIOUS. it was the most disgusting thing ever. bert ate all of it. he's a wonderful man.
I can't think of any major cooking horror story.
Now, a story about eating a not-food thing accidentally, I have. D:
Trying to grill bacon on a grease smothered tray, yeah not my best move ever.
Btw, Pizza is better than food.
This is why I love you.Quote:
Originally Posted by Jowy
what the heck is a grinder
My girlfriend has a horrible habit of burning herself severely when cooking. I remember I forced her over to the Pharmacist across the road once for one of them, she'd basically given herself a burn through EVERY layer of skin bar like 1. The pharmacist had the gall to ask if I was burning her and to give me filthy looks. I was the one taking care of herself against her will. Still her mom done something when we went to Poland and it healed great but still there is a scar. The tittletattle is right on this Joy.Quote:
Originally Posted by RaistlinIt was still a festering sore WEEKS afterward. Definitely something worth some concern. :pQuote:
Originally Posted by Jojee
Hahah, yeah I'm pretty sure it was a 1st (3rd? Whichever is the worst) degree burn too. xD When I visited Wesly it was like 2 weeks after, and it started bleeding randomly in his car. One minute it's all good and the next I look down and there's all this blood on my hand, nice. xD But I dunno, I'm not really concerned about stuff like that unless I'm gonna have to get my hand amputated or something.
WHICH I was afraid of once but that involved a cat, not cooking, and I wasn't even trying to cook the cat. :|
That was something what if infected could have given you gangreene and then you'd have to amputate the hand, now do you see why the Tittletattle (I doubt I'm ever, ever going to say Wes or Raist again now lol) and me are right? Seriously, I might be a little reckless when it comes to sorting out the various cuts ect I get (once got a bad one from a hegmasaw in tech class. Instead of going to the school nurse I simply washed it, noticed the skin was cut at precisely a 45 degree angle and inverted the two flaps of skin sealing the cut. I now have a small scar on my thumb but otherwise it healed better than if I had gotten the stitches my tutor was SURE I needed. I was more pissed that the piece of wood I had spent several weeks shaping and smoothing needed sanding once more to remove the blood I'd accidentally got on it) but I'm not THAT reckless. I know when to call it and get some proper medical attention.
If I make something for myself, everybody else in the house calls it a disaster :D
Unsuspecting bystanders who decide to eat food from the fridge without asking who made it or whose it is often spontaneously combust. I think it's safe to claim that it's unsafe for anybody other than myself to eat my food. My sister's cat once got a taste of my favorite hot sauce and flew from the kitchen to the living room, then back.
As hilarious as it was, I got him a bowl of milk as quickly as possible because I can't stand to see a cat in that kind of pain D:
(though I'm wondering if feeding table scraps to my mom's dog would keep that thing out of my bedroom >=D)
On a completely unrelated note, I need to find a place that sells hot sauce so hot that you need to sign a waiver to buy some~
Stop dying Joy :mad2:
i tried baking cakes that ended up more like cookies... ROCK HARD cookies.. :/