Kitchen Nightmares

I love to cook and thought I was pretty darn good at it until the last hour. Some weekends I like to make a few things for the week. I decided to make a homemade spaghetti sauce (no offense to those who call it gravy lol).

The garlic was a little; ok maybe more than a little on the burned side and against my better judgment, I proceeded to add the tomatoes. I have made this for years (minus burned garlic) but this time it was absolutely awful.

I poured it right down the garbage disposal along with the den spoon that spun out of control and splattered sauce all over me and the kitchen. I am now left with a scrape on the hand from trying to grab the spoon and a horrendous smell.

Please share your kitchen nightmares to ease my wounded ego. Needless to say I am feeling less than cool. 

LOL That is funny.

One day I was at my mother inlaws house. I bought 2 frozen pizzas and some cheese bread for dinner, it was quick and easy, well that's what I thought.

So I put the pizzas in and they cooked. I take them out and get ready for the cheese bread. I read the directions, and it says to put it in the oven as is...I do that. Well, I went to get it out and dropped it on to the coil...lmao it caught fire, the whole oven was in flames. We finally put it out and everyone was laughing at me.

I will never live that one down. They still tease me about it.

Oh yeah, and this is like only the 2nd time I met her btw. hahahha


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Mommy that's a good one! At least you didn't place it in the oven "as is" box and all.  

There was a time way back... some friends of mine, all men decided they were going to cook for all of us, a complete and wonderful chicken dinner meal..
Well, they went to the store and bought everything they could think of that goes with a chicken meal, potatoes, vegetables, gravey, bisquits and even made desert.. jello.. lmao..

They made mashed potatoes with gravey, they made a vegetable medly, they mixed and baked buttermilk bisquits, and so very articularly cooked up some ol' southernly fried chicken.. it was just smelling so good, our stomaches were going crazy with hunger, mouths watering, so exciting to have this wonder meal cooked by the men in our lives..

We all sat down at the kitchen table, filled our plates, together we said our prayers.. and then it was time to eat.. oh everything was delicious.. until we bit into the chicken, i took a bite and the darn chicken leg slipped and smacked me back in the face, i tried again.. i begin to notice everyone else is struggling as well.. it was like real rubber.. you could not bite it.. it just bounced, on our faces, on the plates, on the floor.. off the walls.. everyone was heeeeyyyyy, whats up with this chicken.. it's a trick.. you guys cooked rubber chicken?

Come to find out their cheapie a**es bought stewing chicken because it was 3 dollars cheaper... you can't fry stewing chicken..

LOL Imagin.

Rubber chicken is never good for frying either..lol



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I pride myself on being a good cook,but years ago when I moved into a new condo my neighbors probably thought otherwise.I had always cooked and baked with gas and it just happened that everything in the condo was electric, heat and all. I had no idea it would be such an adjustment to learn how to cook using electric but it was,the timing, the heat level, everything was different so I probably set off the smoke alarm about a dozen times at least scaring the whole building each time it went off.Many a time I stood in my doorway looking red faced and explaining to neighbors that everything is ok...sorry...I just burned or scorched the whatever!!
SHEESH!!

Hiya Froggy,

I go through cycles of cooking. I have to admit there is moments i wouldn't want Chef Ramsey around! I love Lucy episodes have nothing on me when it comes to getting in the kitchen and trying to make do with what i got!

My earliest recollection was when i made a nice dinner. The dinner was great. But since i was in full bloom cook mode i decided i wanted to bake a apple spice cake. There was just one teeny tiny problem. The recipe called for a 1/2 cup of vegetable oil.....

I used all the oil for dinner when i had a huge pot of oil sitting on the stove after making homemade french fries. What do i do, what do i do....I eye the pot....i eye my purse to head to the store....i eye the pot ....i eye my purse! What is 1/2 cup of vegetable oil going to hurt from frying up raw potatoes anyway?

I make my recipe and merrily pour in the 1/2 cup of french fry oil. The cake comes out of the oven.......looks like a master piece! Cut a slice and take a nibble....pure french fry taste through and through!!

I had to throw the whole cake out...........sigh.

Lips

my kitchen nightmares come when I'm done cooking and realize how many dishes there are to wash. OMG!!!!!  Noooooo!!!!!!!!!

LOL ALLY.. do you grab the towel or the sofa pillow and wave at the smoke alarm too? Open the front door and windows and the smoke comes bellowing out, or ever had the fire department called on ya?..

well my neighbors were close to calling the fire dept. until they just got used to my alarm going off.....so embarrasing
and yes I would be standing on the terrace with sliding doors wide open waving towels looking even more like an idiot!

Well I think you are probably an "optimistic" cook, hoping that you could substitute something in a pinch...like my Mom one time wanted to make some Chili for us kids and forgot to get chili beans so she used some cans of pork and beans instead,needless to say we went to McDonalds for dinner that night...trust me it was not right, BUT there are times when you substitute and discover something great, sorry Lipstick xoxos I was REALLY hoping that you had invented a new delicious "French fry oil" cake, hey coulda happened after all somebody invented "potato chip" cookies!

OMG I LOVE potato chip cookies they are delishhhhhhhhhh.


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Took me a few minutes to remember my kitchen disaster. This was back when I was about 12, so bear with me, I didn't know the rules then.

I was making my morning breakfast, eggs (2) sausage(4 links) and was thinking about adding potatoes. My younger sister called to me from the livingroom  and so I went (Mistake 1) to see.

Well, in moments I was engrossed with what she was showing me. I looked at the radio in the kitchen and saw flickering reflected on it. "How odd" I thought and then it hit me MY BREAKFAST!!!!!

I go in and yep, the skillet was aflame!! (Poor sausage and eggs!) I then grabbed a cup and filled it (You know what with) and tossed it on the fire. (Mistake 2) Well, those flames grew 4 feet from this addition and they melted the holder for the fire alarms we had.

Older sis got up out of bed for the first time that summer, before 8:30am We finally got the fire out, but the kitchen was damaged. I tell you, we thought and thought how to explain this to Mom. I came up with the bright idea we'd serve her facing the other way. (Nice Try)

She realized very quickly that something happened when she came home. But she didn't yell or scream at us, just glad her kids were safe. She had insurance and the damage was repaired.

I didn't make breakfast again till I was 30 if I recall correctly.

LOL so sorry gene..:)

I have had so much fun reading your kitchen mishaps. Thank you so much for sharing. I'm regaining my sense of coolness and not quite ready to hang up my apron yet. 

FYI....Never EVER boil water that you "preseason" with salt and pepper and then walk off and get distracted and let it boil down to a burnt pan, Why you ask, well because salt will turn into a concrete like residue but even worse the pepper will burn and react like MACE and have the whole house coughing and gagging for air. Like Geneco found out the hard way too, one of the worse things one can do in the kitchen is to walk away and forget you have something on the stove, I have to use a timer ALL of the time now because I lost my sense of smell a few years back and if I can't smell it cooking I WILL FORGET!!
Bon appetit!
P.S. Geneco once when I was about 13 I was making some "cheese toast" under the broiler and made the mistake of watching the TV while in the kitchen and got totally engrossed into it and was sitting there when I suddenly noticed a little wisp of black material float past me, and just like you I remember thinking,"hmmm, thats odd" when I noticed several more of the little black wisps float by I finally smelled the toast and caught it before I freaking burned the house down, fortunately the only damage was a dirty oven,residual smoke odor,and soot on the wall,which I was able to wash off before my parents got home.....WHEW!!

Ok, I will admit it here.  I hate cooking.  I think anything over 10 minutes preparation is a waste of my time, and anything that requires me to stand in front of it and stir while it's cooking is double waste of my time.  Noone ever taught me in the first place, so I have about 100 cook books, but I just don't have the gene.  I wish I did...    I do, however, like to grill things outside.  It's just inside cooking that is a pain to me.