One of mine is one I bet a few of us have done. My first attempt at making garlic chicken years ago and I thought a garlic bulb was a clove, so when it said 10 cloves...... ... and it was for guests! Would have killed a vampire with one breath!
The other was when making a crumble , at that time I had salt and sugar in tins in the cupboard. Yep I used salt!
And yours are?
Remember the Supercook weekly/ monthly magazines? I followed a recipe from one of those which comprised of liver and cider. It was awful! That's really the only disaster I have had. My cooking is really rather simple, not much room for disasters.
My bloody Mary soup went down well, a bottle of Russian plonk in the liquidated tommies and all the extras, fresh grapefruit juice tabasco, worcestershire, a nice Bonnet, pepper, celery and somewhere a bit of stock .....Hic officer.....
Once when she was 9 or 10 years old, my mother allowed my sister to make the evening meal of beef stew and dumplings. One ingredient she lacked were the onions. My sister went to the outhouse where they were strung up in trusses. There were two sizes - she picked the smaller ones, peeled them and included them in the recipe. The meal was served but nearly everyone else thought there was an odd taste to the onions. When my sister was asked to point out which onions she had used, my mother exclaimed . . . "Oops, those are daffodil bulbs!"