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The Kitchen Terrorist Strikes Again.
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Aaaaaagh
This lunch time, I smelt something hot and plastic on the air, three rooms and about 50 feet from the Aga.
I go through and check the cooker, nothing. A quick check electrical and I found it.
A metal wastepaper basket placed on the hottest ring of the Aga, inside it one Sainsbury's chocolate sundae.......my mater's latest venture at terrorist cooking, seriously the worst thing being she has no comprehension of how daft this was and the fire risks involved and also that she couldn't smell the fumes. One more story for my chapter on kitchen terrorism with Alzheimer's.
Any great cooking disaster stories from your aged ones, your OH or kids....?
This lunch time, I smelt something hot and plastic on the air, three rooms and about 50 feet from the Aga.
I go through and check the cooker, nothing. A quick check electrical and I found it.
A metal wastepaper basket placed on the hottest ring of the Aga, inside it one Sainsbury's chocolate sundae.......my mater's latest venture at terrorist cooking, seriously the worst thing being she has no comprehension of how daft this was and the fire risks involved and also that she couldn't smell the fumes. One more story for my chapter on kitchen terrorism with Alzheimer's.
Any great cooking disaster stories from your aged ones, your OH or kids....?
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My 91 year old father decided to put 2 raw eggs (including shells) in a glass jam jar filled with water and then firmly screwed the metal top on. He then put it in the microwave, his idea of boiled eggs, and was surprised when the microwave jumped and all of the electrics failed, including the supply to the house. There have been several other events and my daily...
18:07 Sat 31st Jan 2015
We were at the shops, no more than half an hour. My Dad put the plastic electric kettle on the hot plate to make himself a pot of tea. That was before he poured himself a tumbler of apricot liqueur thinking it was fruit juice. By the time we got home he was holding an address to the nation - and his former boss - we could hardly keep a straight face. After that he was never left alone and subsequently went into care.
My late MIL cooked her sausages in the water she was boiling for a cuppa, also the egg, thankfully she left the egg in its shell. A cup of tea was often poured into the sugar bowl.
She also set fire to family papers and photos in the (acrylic) bath, "in case those spying bnggers found them"... bless her, she was a sweetheart.
She also set fire to family papers and photos in the (acrylic) bath, "in case those spying bnggers found them"... bless her, she was a sweetheart.
Thanks all - my mater has made some interesting concoctions with cornflakes, milk, chocolate sundaes, tea, coffee and meringue. Then there was the Japanese tea making ceremony involving eight tea bags, ten pie dishes, olive oil and milk. It's the hygiene, or should I say lack of it/what gets to be used, though, that grosses me out. Everything is doubled washed on my part before its served - and lots of boiling water as well.
This has revived some memories ...
Elderly father, early stages of Alzheimer's, boiling a kettle on gas stove, wearing a sort of candle wick dressing gown ....with flames running up his back where his arm had brushed the naked flame....luckily the sink was close handy as he had no idea what was happening ...
Then on a lighter note .....newly married bil puts electric kettle onto gas to heat, much hilarity ensued when the kettle wouldn't work any more !!
I'm very happy with my electric stove btw !!
Elderly father, early stages of Alzheimer's, boiling a kettle on gas stove, wearing a sort of candle wick dressing gown ....with flames running up his back where his arm had brushed the naked flame....luckily the sink was close handy as he had no idea what was happening ...
Then on a lighter note .....newly married bil puts electric kettle onto gas to heat, much hilarity ensued when the kettle wouldn't work any more !!
I'm very happy with my electric stove btw !!
My father put a tinned pie in the oven without taking the lid off it. ( A steak and kidney pie in pastry.)
It exploded as he opened the oven door, flew out of the oven cutting his eyebrow, and covering the kitchen in an unholy mess. years later, I think the ceiling is still plastered in gravy-soaked pastry, which turned out to be a better adhesive than superglue.
It exploded as he opened the oven door, flew out of the oven cutting his eyebrow, and covering the kitchen in an unholy mess. years later, I think the ceiling is still plastered in gravy-soaked pastry, which turned out to be a better adhesive than superglue.
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