Dinner gone bad

[Haudlady]

My favorite incident (and yes, we all laugh NOW...) involved a case of mistaken identity.

Did you know that, in unlabeled jars, very hot chili powder looks remarkably like paprika? But, um, the chili powder is used in VERY SMALL AMOUNTS, whereas paprika can be used liberally. Whoops! Needless to say, the main part of the meal was inedible.

Two good things have come out of this, though... my chili powder is now profusely labeled (HOT - and a picture of a campfire on it!)... and DH does the cooking!

[Kimmyt]

I'm forever misreading recipes. It's a trait I think I inherited from my mom. With recipes, we usually have to have someone else make sure we're not skipping steps or forgetting important things like, oh, marinating? Or cooking time?

The other night I was going to make my very first pot roast. Unfortunately, having never cooked one before, I didn't realize that those suckers take like 3 hours to cook. So me at 9 pm making a late dinner, realizing that if I made my planned meal for my boyfriend who was coming home from CO for his birthday (first time I'd seen him in 3 weeks) realizing that I had NOTHING for dinner unless we wanted to eat at midnight.

Lovely boy he is, he drove to the store (after just having flown in a few hours ago!) and bought some pork chops which took MUCH less time to cook and the night was salvaged.

Very rarely had to completely throw out food, but one time I remember and The Boy still teases me about was when I wanted to make this nummy recipe of cuban pork with this topping of sauteed plantains and curry rice. The rice turned out great, but I guess I thought it said 1 cup of lime juice and not 1 T of limejuice. I think i read the line above it. Woops.

Let me tell you, plantains covered in almost nothing but lime juice is reeeally gross. And it ruined the meat too! But at least the rice was good!

K.

[Melstar]

Join the club chicwhorips

Mom's a fine cook and sometime i wonder... what happened? When i moved out of home to New York, the only culinary skills I had was how to make those instant noodles thingies and maybe egg. My flat mate was just as hopeless and lets just say we were on a ready make supermarket sandwich diet for a while .

But the good news is yours truly has improved a little now. It helps to have a partner who is a food gourmet who makes it his sole mission in life to replicate everything we eat at a restaurant at home!

[doc]

My favorite incident (and yes, we all laugh NOW...) involved a case of mistaken identity.

Did you know that, in unlabeled jars, very hot chili powder looks remarkably like paprika? But, um, the chili powder is used in VERY SMALL AMOUNTS, whereas paprika can be used liberally. Whoops! Needless to say, the main part of the meal was inedible.

Two good things have come out of this, though... my chili powder is now profusely labeled (HOT - and a picture of a campfire on it!)... and DH does the cooking!

This is a minor one, but funny and similar to your mishap. My poor little 4yo daughter was eating applesauce and wanted cinnamon on it. Naturally I grabbed the chili powder (powder looks identical and same label, same jar) and sprinkled it on her applesauce. She wanted to eat it but kept telling me it was spicy. Since she is often quite fickle, I kept telling her "oh stop. it's the same cinnamon we always use" This went on for a while until I agreed to taste it to prove her oh so wrong. Oooops!! Apple sauce in the trash. Big apology from mom. New bowl of applesauce with cinnamon in it. I read the jar 5 times to make sure!

[luv'nAustin]

I baked a birthday cake for a family member one year and forgot the sugar. We still ate it, just made sure that each bite contained plenty of ice cream!

Sorry to say that they continue to remind me about it with each birthday cake I bake. I provide plenty of laughs for this family!

[rocknrollgirl]

Because this will make everyone feel better.

I pride myself on being a good cook...now...but 20 some odd years ago was a diffterent story.
I did the first ever roasted chicken dinner for the not yet DH. It was one of my favs as a kid, and hell, how hard can it be? You just stick the thing in the over and roast it...right?

Well who knew that you had to shove you hand up its cavity and remove that weird, half frozen package of parts? Not this young chickie.

So I just roasted it, sans removal of frozen parts. Needless to say the half cooked, finished product was NASTY!!! and I still get my ribbed about it by the DH....

YUK!!!