Cooking Fails page 3

[sakura_girl]

One time, I was at home from college, baking some cupcakes for mother's day as a surprise for mom while she was at work. She stores the huge sugar and salt bags in the closet, and uses two small plastic tubs in the cupboard. Surprise, surprise, after the cupcakes came out slightly deflated, I realized that I creamed the butter with salt. Tasted nasty as heck, too. D'oh.

[Blackbird]

Long time ago--I was stirfrying chicken and grabbed the jar of dried garlic chips. I started to shake some out and the lid fell off and the entire contents of the jar went in (3/4 cup or so).
Decided to eat it anyway and it was delicious. Apparently there's no such thing as too much garlic.

[naiadknight]

Long time ago--I was stirfrying chicken and grabbed the jar of dried garlic chips. I started to shake some out and the lid fell off and the entire contents of the jar went in (3/4 cup or so).
Decided to eat it anyway and it was delicious. Apparently there's no such thing as too much garlic.

No, there's not. In this house, you start with a head (not a clove, a head) of garlic and go from there.

I have one from last week. I found a rib roast in the chest freezer from last summer. Hoping and praying it was still ok, I seasoned it and threw it in the smoker. It was mostly ok, but you could definitely taste the freezer burnt in some places. In an effort to use it all up and cover up the freezer burnt taste, we turned it into a pressure cooker curry the next day. Bad idea. The spices didn't permeate the meat and the pressure cooking just brought out the freezer flavor. We choked down what we could of it, then gave up and had berries and whipped cream. The dog got the last quarter or so of the meat.
There's also the time I made what I thought was egg drop soup. Apparently, chicken boullion, water, and egg threads don't make egg drop soup. I got something halfway between poached eggs and egg drop soup. Tasty, once I garlicked and peppered the hell out of it, but not egg drop soup.
Then there's the infamous time I went to pick up a cast iron pan without a towel, dropped it on my foot because it was hot, and broke a bone.

[Knifegill]

Krill. Bought a tray of it, cooked it, then read you aren't supposed to eat the shells - but it won't kill you anyway. So I tried a few bites of pokey, prickly krill before giving up. The flavor was mediocre while tolerable, but the spikiness all over was just too much! It was just short of sharp enough to pierce skin, and too sharp to blindly munch up without consideration. I suspect it would be okay mulched/liquefied and added to sausage or something. Makes a good fish food, though!

[ASmallOne]

i learned the hard way that you do not eat the shells of prawns as well. didn't taste good eating them; didn't feel good not digesting them.

[Blackbird]

I once tried asafoetida in a curried rice dish. I got through three bites.
It was like ground glass--crunchy and not in a good way.

[JennaRose]

I finished cracking about 2 dozen eggs and realized I was cracking the eggs in to the sink and putting the shells in the bowl

HAHAHAHA! omgggg! that is totally something that I would do

Honestly, the BEST thing I've found for burns is NEEM OIL. It stinks like garlicky peanut butter. But the next day, I swear...it's like the burn NEVER HAPPENED.

awesome!!! Thanks for the tip!

[Dhansakdave]

My brother also got me some microwave egg boilers for Christmas once as well, that turned out messy!

(Not strictly my mistake), but the time my father set a chip (fries) pan fryer on fire, turned the heat off, walked into the living room, sat down and asked/told me to go and put the fire out, is quite amusing, know I look back on it!

Cheers

[honeybuns]

Forgetting to use a hot pad to pull the cast iron skillet out of a hot oven. Third degree burns are a bitch.

[Dr. Bork Bork]

When I was 12, my parents asked me to make Sunday dinner. I got home from church before they did. They asked me to use 4 of the big potatoes in the closet. So I go in and grab the BIG potatoes in the closet. These things are, like, the size of my forearm. And I'm thinking: "Ooookay..." but I do as I'm asked, and go ahead and start fixing pot roast, carrots, and potatoes. Needless to say one potato was enough to feed the 4 of us. My parents later pointed out the big potatoes in the closet they wanted. They meant large variety of the regular potatoes (hiding in the dark near the baker potatoes).
One of the stories they won't let me live down, but I just remind them "I was only doing what you asked."