Write about your most epic baking or cooking fail.
I’m sure I’ve had plenty of cooking fails, but I must admit that meals I cook don’t stick in my memory, good or bad. It’s just not a part of my life that I think about much.
Cooking is something I did a lot of in my younger years. I enjoyed it when I was trying new things and feeding my kids. I’m grateful that the kids’ dad ate pretty much anything I made and seemed to like it. That encouraged me. He ate a lot to fuel his cycling and running.
I don’t have as much fun cooking today, for a variety of reasons. We rarely are all home at the same time. Lee has started wanting to eat at 5 pm or earlier, like the old people we used to make fun of with their Early Bird Specials. The other man here works late and often eats around 8. Then there are all the things various folks can’t or don’t want to eat, healthy eating choices versus other choices.
Every so often one of us will cook a nice meal, and we all enjoy it. I’m quite fond of everyone’s choices. Mostly we just scrounge, as we call it.
What was the question? Oh yes. I asked Lee if he remembered a particularly icky meal, and he said he couldn’t remember exactly what it was, but that we threw it out and went to a restaurant. That sounds bad.
One cooking error I remember was when I was in my twenties. We made a huge batch of ice cream, and when it was finished we saw the bottle of vanilla extract, which hadn’t been opened. Luckily, the iced cream was still very good.
I’m pretty sure I made banana bread with no sugar once, too.
Sorry this was pretty dull, but hey, I committed to answering each WordPress prompt this month!
My actual day was mostly quite fun. Work was interesting and full of good conversation, and we went and looked at a potential house to renovate later.
One negative part of the day was that I got my flu shot for this year, and got it on the wrong arm. No horse lunging today! I also have been enjoying a fever. It’s a tiny price to pay for no flu.
The other negative part was that a swarm of tiny biting flies attacked me this morning, when I was wearing shorts and had exposed arms. They hurt almost as badly as horseflies and it lingered. The stiff breeze seems to have blown them away.
Just in case, I put fly spray on all the horses. I’m sure glad I have such a friendly herd that come right up to me and let me spray them.
That’s it. I’ll leave you with one more meal from my handy photo search for “food” tgat brought you today’s pictures.
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I’m glad to read that others don’t always do cooking *right* and I’ve had some memorable bad times, but nothing to compare with gravel in the steak. The first time we invited guests to dinner – we were newlyweds, and I decided to make Sauerbraten. Got the meat, marinated it for 3 days, and cooked it. Thank god the guests cancelled. It was like shoe leather soaked in vinegar, and we threw it out. The next time I remember inviting guests was several years later – and the meal was okay, but the pecan pie for dessert was … well, instead of crust, filling, pecans, the crust had migrated upwards and stopped between the filling and the pecans. A few years later, one of the guests made a pecan pie for guests and the same thing happened to hers, so I felt just a little better. Other than that, the older I get, the less I cook and the more I resent having to do it at all!
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Great cooking fails! And I’m with you about cooking as I get older.
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haha sounds like a day! I have had some cooking fails. The other day I forgot to put the eggs in cookie dough. Luckily, I realized before it was too late. I am not sure I have ever had to just throw anything out. Yet. Well, once we had to throw a steak out. I found my dog playing with it in the drive. It was just my day and myself. He decided we should just clean it and cook it and see…..We each took one bite and started laughing at the gravel in our teeth. So I still count it a win.
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Ha! Gravel isn’t tasty.
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Nope!
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We were like church mice when Lee and I got together in 77. We had a microwave and a 2 ring electric hot plate and a refrigerator. That’s it. We usually existed on Dorothy’s leftover frozen sandwiches from her food truck. Blech!
One day, Dorothy was coming over just to visit and play canasta, so I thought real food would be in order so I pulled out all the stops to make spaghetti and meat sause on the 2 ringer, then kept it simmering while I boiled water for the pasta. Everything seemed to be going OK when in the middle of boiling noodles, the old hot plate finally gave up the ghost, died and caught fire. I pulled the cord from the socket, took the pot and pan off the rings and threw baking soda at the little (couldn’t even cook on it) fire. What a bleeding mess. I had to finish the noodles in the microwave and reheat the sause in a Tupperware bowl. It was actually edible, at least Dorothy and Lee didn’t complain, but I count that as one of my worst!!
Trisha
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Yeah, that has to count as one of the worst.
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