Me + Cooking= Dangerous.
Oh, the food is good, almost always. Sometimes better than good; it’s been called amazing, delicious, “best I’ve ever had”.
It’s the injuries and fire….that’s the dangerous part.
I rarely burn the food, but I’m great at getting distracted and letting it boil over. Which leads to stuff in the burners. Which leads to FIRE.
A few years ago, I was carrying a boiling pot of meat and broth across the kitchen. I dropped it. Thick, burning liquid splashed my lower abdomen and leg. It was NOT pretty. I still have scars.
I’m constantly brushing against a hot pot or pan and burning myself. Here’s the latest cooking-related injury:
I told my husband that, as dangerous as I am, maybe I should just give up cooking.
He was not a fan of that idea.
If I didn’t love cooking, this would be a great excuse to not do it. But, I really do love to cook.
However, I think I need one of these signs in my kitchen: