One of the advantages to having a blog is the ability to reach a number of people quickly.  So, I’m hoping you can help settle a friendly bet hubby and I have going on.

A number of years ago, soon after I got married, I made a cooking mistake.  Hubby has made a few jokes about it and used it to share it with a few family members to describe how my cooking skills were in the beginning.  Yesterday, hubby made a cooking mistake too.  In jest, I laughed and said that he can’t tell my cooking story any more because his mistake was worse.

He still thinks my story is the funnier one.  He even challenged me to let my “bloggy friends decide”.

So here are both stories and you can vote at the end.  I left out who did what (per his request) so as not to influence the voting.  I think he’s paranoid.

Burned Beef Stew:

While cooking beef stew, cook no. 1 got side tracked and forgot the stew was on.  It cooked through all the liquid and by the time cook no. 1 realized what had happened, the pot and meal were completely burned and the smoke set off the fire alarm.  First the cook removed it from the stove and placed it on a place mat on the counter.  It was so hot, it burned through the place mat.  Then the cook placed it out on the patio and the heat burned a circular ring on the deck.


The burned Pop Tart

In a rush to get to work, cook no. 2 decided to make a Pop Tart.  Thinking the microwave would be faster, cook no. 2 put it into the microwave and read the instructions, 30 seconds.  Before the 30 seconds were up, smoke started escaping from the microwave.  Upon opening the microwave door, cook no. 2 realized that the Pop Tart was no longer a Pop Tart but a lump of coal.  Re-reading the box, cook no. 2 realized that the instructions did not say 30 seconds, but 3 seconds.

Bookmark and Share
Share and Enjoy:
  • Digg
  • del.icio.us
  • Facebook
  • Google Bookmarks
  • Kirtsy
  • StumbleUpon
  • Technorati
  • TwitThis
  • Yahoo! Buzz