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Okay, so I can’t be the only person in the world who has unintentionally released THINGS from my kitchen. You know. Monstrosities the likes of which should never grace a plate or be seen by sane men. Generally, if you listen to my husband, I’m a damned good cook with what I know, but I’m always learning, and along the way things sometimes get . . . messy.

So! I’d like to hear some stories about your greatest/worst/funniest culinary mishaps. Top Chef premiers tonight, and I need some good tales to get me in the mood. A terrible recipe, a mistaken ingredient, or just a dinner disaster. Best story gets the Best Answer prize, of course, and you get to make some people laugh or grimace with sympathy.

I’ll start. I’m a big fan of Alton Brown (he makes learning fun! :D ) and recently I saw the Duck episode. He basically shows you how to strip down a duck into quarters and cook it in a way that renders most of it’s fat out, making it leaner and tastier. My biggest mistake in attempting this myself a few days later may have been the fact that my knives were about as sharp as playskool safety scissors, but I also had no experience disassembling birds whatsoever. The carnage that day was terrible, I tell you. I abandoned my ill-suited kitchen shears halfway through and simply resorted to hammering on the joints with an extremely dull cleaver. It was like something out of Kill Bill. I de-boned sections that didn’t need de-boning and I did it POORLY. I had bits all over the front of my apron. It took me over an hour for one small bird. To top it all off, I ended up forgetting it in the oven for over an hour while I got distracted in the herb garden by something shiny, like a small, stupid puppy would. Burnt to a brick. Oh well. When my husband got home and asked what was for dinner, I just said “Nothing” and changed the subject. At least it was a lesson in humility.

So come on! Don’t be shy. Share you stories and maybe spare someone else the misfortune of making the same mistake.


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          4 Responses to “Your worst cooking nightmare/embarrassment?”

          • Penny B says:

            Macaroni and cheese that flubbed. It was for a church dinner. I had run out of cheese except for a package of cheap american artficial cheese. Well, needless to say, the cheese did not melt. The mac and cheese tasted terrible, and looked just as bad. I felt like a fool. Well, needless to say, I never made mac and cheese for a church dinner again. I now just take a simple dish of buttered corn.

          • Laura says:

            oh man something shiney eh!?? Man thats like my kids!!

            I guess mine would be when we we’re having family here from Scotland for my husband and I was making chicken on the BBQ and i guess i wasn’t paying attention and turned the BBQ on to high and the whole BBQ went up in flames!! The chicken you didn’t even know it was chicken!! My son Josh was like mum you know the BBQ’s on fire right and i was like what? the BBQ can’t be on fire and then i went outside!
            We ended up taking everyone out for dinner! oops!!
            Needed a new BBq after that happened!!

          • glamorousvivica says:

            When I first got out on my own, I thought it would be fun to make hot chocolate one night for my guests. I had never made it before myself. That was something my Mom always did. So I really did not know how she ever heated the milk. Guess I never watched. Anyway, I had three people sitting in my living room, went to the kitchen, filled up the tea kettle with milk, turned it on high, and went back to my guests…three minutes later, while I was patiently waiting for the tea kettle to whistle…we started to hear all this sputtering. I ran into the kitchen, just in time to see the tea kettle explode and because I had an old gas stove, I guess…a giant flame shoot up the wall. Which started a set of towels on fire. Which set off the fire alarm in the kitchen. Which set off the fire alarm in the apartment hallway. Which apparently set off the fire alarm at the Minneapolis Fire Department. So here we are, on a cold October night…with three firemen, a dozen neighbors, my three friends (all laughing hysterically) and poor me. Who just wanted to make hot chocolate for my guests.

            And the moral of the story is…never try to heat up milk in a tea kettle.

          • OldGringo says:

            I made the mistake of inviting friends over for corned beef and cabbage one St Patrick’s Day. It was the first time I used a pressure cooker.

            I was very glad that the landlord had a great sense of humor. I got to fix a ceiling.

            When my wife and I got married, the landlord gave us a pressure cooker and told my wife not to let me touch it.

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