Kitchen Mishaps

Within the last few days I cut both my thumbs very deeply and bled all over the place, and one time I had the house to myself and so decided to cook wearing only boxers. I pan fried some potatoes and ended up splattering boiling hot cooking oil on my chest. Ow. :doh

Anyone had similar things happen?

You may want to consider picking up carry out for a while.

Don't fry in your under wear.


I once almost set the house on fire. Had an electric stove, turned the burner on high, put the pan on it...and forgot about it because I was also cleaning. Pan sat there for at least 10 minutes. I killed the burner, let it sit, then figured its cool enough now, so I tossed my pork chops on it.



Instant fire. It was like a magic trick!

If you are in the kitchen barefoot and you drop a sharp knife, don’t move. It’s the same as running during an incoming artillery barrage!

i've burned myself many times on the top of the oven while pulling something out that i had been baking. against the late great Tim Wilson's advice, i have also fried bacon without a shirt on. the results of that were predictable.

Word of free advice...if ya catch a skillet of grease on fire, do not...I repeat...DO NOT :2no4: grab the skillet and run out in the rain...:fueltofir...my young and dumb uncle was staying with us when I was a kid and how he kept from cookin' himself, I'll never know...he was shirtless, too...no hair on his chest for awhile...:2razz:

No injuries to report from cooking mishaps but.....

No matter how careful you think you are being never, never use a wooden spoon to
try and clear and clog in the blender with it on!! The spinning blender blade caught the
spoon and mash there was avocado spread from one end of the kitchen to the other.
It shot a really nice pattern on the ceiling and on me. Stupid, stupid move on my part!
Oh and the wooden spoon was eaten alive. :doh

Rexedgar said:

If you are in the kitchen barefoot and you drop a sharp knife, don’t move. It’s the same as running during an incoming artillery barrage!

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Hah, there's been plenty of near misses in my kitchen already. Just yesterday I was cutting up vegetables on the countertop and I placed the knife on the wood board before reaching for a bowl. My elbow knocked the blade away and sent it dropping just inches from my foot lol.

PoS said:

Hah, there's been plenty of near misses in my kitchen already. Just yesterday I was cutting up vegetables on the countertop and I placed the knife on the wood board before reaching for a bowl. My elbow knocked the blade away and sent it dropping just inches from my foot lol.

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PoS, you should stay outta the kitchen...while you still can...:2razz:

PoS said:

Within the last few days I cut both my thumbs very deeply and bled all over the place, and one time I had the house to myself and so decided to cook wearing only boxers. I pan fried some potatoes and ended up splattering boiling hot cooking oil on my chest. Ow. :doh
Anyone had similar things happen?

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About 40 years ago, while living in England, I put the chip pan on the stove, turned it on and then went upstairs to look for something ... and got totally sidetracked in the spare bedroom (nope, didn't find a guy in there (grin)).

When I opened the door to leave the bedroom, heavy thick grey smoke greeted me. Running/stumbling down the stairs, reaching out to where the phone normally was, I knocked over the little table, kicked against the phone and all 3 of us - table, phone and me - spilled out through the front door into the helping hands of neighbors who had already been alerted by smoke coming from some of the windows and had called the fire brigade.

After the culprit had been moved to the patio by the firefighter and all windows had been ripped open (as much as you could with British windows 40 years ago), I was allowed to enter the house.
Nothing burned ... but everything, absolutely everything downstairs and in the hallway/staircase had a fine grease film ... and I was hoarse for several hours from the smoke inhalation.

That was the most panic I had ever experienced ... I couldn't see anything and by the time I ripped the front door open my lungs felt like they were exploding.

Ever since that day, every new place I moved to, was fitted immediately with smoke detectors in every room and a small fire extinguisher in the kitchen.

If no one told you before, I'm telling you now -- tuck your thumbs....

:thumbs::naughty

I could write novels on the subject, but, those are hazards of the trade...

Doesn't matter how long you've been working in a kitchen, (you civilians and your little boo boos at home, just don't know....:lol something will always happen.

Boiling water being poured on you while holding a colander for someone, forgetting the number #1 rule of the kitchen, (assume everything is hot) and grabbing a broiling plate with your bare hands, not communicating with co-workers, "Behind you, knife....Behind you, hot stuff, watch out" hot vat of clarified butter falling off a ledge and pouring over your head,

I remember at one point my heat tolerance was at probably its highest, I was working the grill station and was in the **** bad....so I'm working my magic and I go to grab a hot plate out of the salamander without a towel, only to catch myself at the last minute and look at the guy on the line next to me and give a laugh.... Wincing he says to me, " Oh you're good C3, you're good....but you're not that good...." we both started rolling...

Off the top off my head, probably one of the funniest times for me was when I was seeding and slicing habaneros and then decided I needed to take a leak without giving my hands a thorough scrubbing.....OOOOOOH, I say god DAMN,GOD DAMN....:flame:

:lamo

My wife does most of the inside cooking ( I'm the 'griller guy' ), so my only 'job' is to not put my hand on those damn glass burners that go dark long before they cool down. So after numerous faux pas in doing just that, I finally devised this ingenious system in which I made some rather large sticky notes using bright red paper, and my wife tapes then near the burners that are still hot. So far, no reports to Houston of any major problems.

Barnacle said:

About 40 years ago, while living in England, I put the chip pan on the stove, turned it on and then went upstairs to look for something ... and got totally sidetracked in the spare bedroom (nope, didn't find a guy in there (grin)).

When I opened the door to leave the bedroom, heavy thick grey smoke greeted me. Running/stumbling down the stairs, reaching out to where the phone normally was, I knocked over the little table, kicked against the phone and all 3 of us - table, phone and me - spilled out through the front door into the helping hands of neighbors who had already been alerted by smoke coming from some of the windows and had called the fire brigade.

After the culprit had been moved to the patio by the firefighter and all windows had been ripped open (as much as you could with British windows 40 years ago), I was allowed to enter the house.
Nothing burned ... but everything, absolutely everything downstairs and in the hallway/staircase had a fine grease film ... and I was hoarse for several hours from the smoke inhalation.

That was the most panic I had ever experienced ... I couldn't see anything and by the time I ripped the front door open my lungs felt like they were exploding.

Ever since that day, every new place I moved to, was fitted immediately with smoke detectors in every room and a small fire extinguisher in the kitchen.

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Add 1 more for the bedroom

Logician Man said:

My wife does most of the inside cooking ( I'm the 'griller guy' ), so my only 'job' is to not put my hand on those damn glass burners that go dark long before they cool down. So after numerous faux pas in doing just that, I finally devised this ingenious system in which I made some rather large sticky notes using bright red paper, and my wife tapes then near the burners that are still hot. So far, no reports to Houston of any major problems.

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I despise glass stove tops. EVERYTHING is wrong about them. The heat up too slowly, cool down too slowly and make no sense whatsoever.

I haven't had a mishap, but a teenager at our house when we weren't there decided to heat up so oil to make french fries for a friend and himself - going to the other end of the house to play video games while the oil heated up. I had just remodeled the entire kitchen including new cabinets and beautiful light fixtures I had made. It wasn't perfect, but looked great.

Fortunately, a couple months before I had bought a dozen BIG fire extinguishers at a Sears store that had closed. He and his friend were afraid to call the fire department but did empty every one of those powder filled extinguishers to put out the fire. What a mess.

As punishment, I required him to completely redone the entire kitchen, though I bought the materials. He did a fantastic job - it was beautiful and perfect.

Changed his life for the good too. Now? He makes a 6 figure income remodeling kitchens of top dollar houses as a master woodworker in his own business. Curious how events can affect a person's life.

Common Sense 1 said:

No injuries to report from cooking mishaps but.....

No matter how careful you think you are being never, never use a wooden spoon to
try and clear and clog in the blender with it on!! The spinning blender blade caught the
spoon and mash there was avocado spread from one end of the kitchen to the other.
It shot a really nice pattern on the ceiling and on me. Stupid, stupid move on my part!
Oh and the wooden spoon was eaten alive. :doh

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This is kind of out of the kitchen but the unclogging of the blender made me think of a husband of a friend.

Many years ago his snow blower blades got caught up in too much snow so he stuck his hand in with a little piece of wood and ended up loosing some fingers.
Years after that event his snow blower blades got caught up in too much snow.


Yes, he did. With the other hand.

End of story.

PoS said:

Within the last few days I cut both my thumbs very deeply and bled all over the place, and one time I had the house to myself and so decided to cook wearing only boxers. I pan fried some potatoes and ended up splattering boiling hot cooking oil on my chest. Ow. :doh

Anyone had similar things happen?

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Had a roast beef in the oven. Became somewhat intoxicated as it was cooking and fell asleep. Got up and went to work the next day. Stayed out that night and ended up at GF's place. Went to work the next day. Came home and had to do laundry. Laundry was through the kitchen. Noticed a light on for the oven. Remembered roast. 4# roast turned out to be about the size of a charcoal briquet.

ChezC3 said:

If no one told you before, I'm telling you now -- tuck your thumbs....

:thumbs::naughty

I could write novels on the subject, but, those are hazards of the trade...

Doesn't matter how long you've been working in a kitchen, (you civilians and your little boo boos at home, just don't know....:lol something will always happen.

Boiling water being poured on you while holding a colander for someone, forgetting the number #1 rule of the kitchen, (assume everything is hot) and grabbing a broiling plate with your bare hands, not communicating with co-workers, "Behind you, knife....Behind you, hot stuff, watch out" hot vat of clarified butter falling off a ledge and pouring over your head,

I remember at one point my heat tolerance was at probably its highest, I was working the grill station and was in the **** bad....so I'm working my magic and I go to grab a hot plate out of the salamander without a towel, only to catch myself at the last minute and look at the guy on the line next to me and give a laugh.... Wincing he says to me, " Oh you're good C3, you're good....but you're not that good...." we both started rolling...

Off the top off my head, probably one of the funniest times for me was when I was seeding and slicing habaneros and then decided I needed to take a leak without giving my hands a thorough scrubbing.....OOOOOOH, I say god DAMN,GOD DAMN....:flame:

:lamo

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Was working at an Italian joint while in college. We had a late table full of nuns and I drew the short straw so I got that table. Needed something from the walk-in and didn't notice that the floor was wet. When I slipped I grabbed the nearest rack which happened to be the one where shrimp were thawing. I ended up covered in shrimp and brine. Then finished serving the table which was going to be comped anyway because the owners needed to do that kind of thing to get into Heaven.

Barnacle said:

About 40 years ago, while living in England, I put the chip pan on the stove, turned it on and then went upstairs to look for something ... and got totally sidetracked in the spare bedroom (nope, didn't find a guy in there (grin)).

When I opened the door to leave the bedroom, heavy thick grey smoke greeted me. Running/stumbling down the stairs, reaching out to where the phone normally was, I knocked over the little table, kicked against the phone and all 3 of us - table, phone and me - spilled out through the front door into the helping hands of neighbors who had already been alerted by smoke coming from some of the windows and had called the fire brigade.

After the culprit had been moved to the patio by the firefighter and all windows had been ripped open (as much as you could with British windows 40 years ago), I was allowed to enter the house.
Nothing burned ... but everything, absolutely everything downstairs and in the hallway/staircase had a fine grease film ... and I was hoarse for several hours from the smoke inhalation.

That was the most panic I had ever experienced ... I couldn't see anything and by the time I ripped the front door open my lungs felt like they were exploding.

Ever since that day, every new place I moved to, was fitted immediately with smoke detectors in every room and a small fire extinguisher in the kitchen.

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Oil kitchen fires are common.

Fire is extremely destructive not just from the fire - but the smoke and all the damage that can be done putting it out - particularly if a fire department has to open up their hoses.

There was a fire at a warehouse we had. I heard the fire alarm beep one time about 8 pm. I couldn't find anything. I stuck around until after midnight. Nothing. So went home. Less than an hour later the fire department called. Since it was next to a Holiday Inn and the person who phoned it thought the motel was on fire, the fire departments from 3 cities had raced there.

Fortunately, all the doors inside the warehouse were closed slowing the fire spreading and the fire department did NOT just blast everything with water. Instead, they cut into a side overhead door to go at where the fire was at - saving everything in the front 3rd and back 3rd of the building except for some smoke damage. Everything in the middle third was totally destroyed. What the fire had not destroyed the water had. It was a huge mess to clean up and then we got rid of that warehouse for another. The cause? A $100 Chinese made air conditioner window unit had caught on fire. I already despised Chinese products - but for many things now no one even makes it but the Chinese.

Hard to feel lucky for a fire, but we were very luck. At the back of the warehouse were some old drums of chemicals that are NOT fire friendly. Had the fire reached them? Oh boy - run away! I warned the firefighters of the chemicals and that was one reason they cut into the middle of the building. Not only do some chemicals not react well with fire, they also don't react well with water.

Has the fire department gone in thru the front with their hoses they would have destroyed almost everything of value. I'm glad they recognized the destructive force of fire hoses and did not use them indiscriminately.

I made scratch pasta some years back, huge batch of it. Boiled enough for a few days worth of meals. Poured all that in the colander.
Grabbed the colander, burned my hand on the now scalding hot handle, dropped that side, and the pasta slurped like one giant blob straight down the disposal in the blink of an eye. Every noodle. My mind refused to believe it...surely there is a way, it just "fell" right?

Well....once in college and once in law school, I infuriated the building(s) I lived in by falling asleep while cooking a very late ramen noodle meal.

I once filled a pot of tea with boiling water, but pressed down on the thing that compressed the tea too fast, which caused a big glob of boiling water to fire out of the mouth. I tried to dodge it but manage to put my foot right under it. A big oval of skin peeled off when I removed the sock....

Err...the other week I was slicing a bagel the wrong way (into one's hand) and cut my palm.

ChezC3 said:

Off the top off my head, probably one of the funniest times for me was when I was seeding and slicing habaneros and then decided I needed to take a leak without giving my hands a thorough scrubbing.....OOOOOOH, I say god DAMN,GOD DAMN....:flame:

:lamo

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I cut up some jalepenos and then went off to pick up a buddy for work. I rubbed my eyes as we were getting down the road, and imediately remembered that I had neglected to wash my hands. I had to pull over and have him drive. Good thing we were on a country road.

DH Kirkwood said:

I cut up some jalepenos and then went off to pick up a buddy for work. I rubbed my eyes as we were getting down the road, and imediately remembered that I had neglected to wash my hands. I had to pull over and have him drive. Good thing we were on a country road.

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You need serious PPE for stuff like jalapeños and habanero peppers. I use vinyl gloves, a lab smock and good set of GLASS lensed googles. I had a neighbor of mine that grew some of the hottest peppers I have ever been around and gave some to me and they were hot just touching them. I wore Tyvek suit with a hood, a 3m chemical mask, and vinyl gloves to blanch them. Took three days to bring the heat in those bad boys down to tolerable. While I was blanching the peppers my neighbor came over and asked if I was cooking meth. I said nope just trying to take the heat out of his peppers. They made a really good chile relleno when I finally got done. My neighbor ate those things raw. I look at em and they start watering my eyes.

PoS said:

Within the last few days I cut both my thumbs very deeply and bled all over the place, and one time I had the house to myself and so decided to cook wearing only boxers. I pan fried some potatoes and ended up splattering boiling hot cooking oil on my chest. Ow. :doh

Anyone had similar things happen?

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No, I know how to cook