Oh goodness. What a week already. Monday night lentil soup was on the menu. I find that I enjoy soups once they’re made, but I don’t really enjoy making them. So I dutifully boiled the soup. Then I was supposed to put it in the blender to puree it. I should stop here to say that I hate our blender. It looks pretty cool, which I’m sure is why we put it on our wedding registry. But it sucks. None of the pieces are particularly water tight. The lid doesn’t completely cover the spout, so if you turn it on a high setting with something fairly liquid you’ll get whatever’s inside splashing out of the lip. It’s awesome for making margaritas. You cannot have enough sticky syrup coating your kitchen.

But back to the soup. So I put the boiling hot liquid in the blender. I put on the lid. Hold down the lid, push down the puree button. Blender starts doing its thing. And that clear plastic piece. You know that one they put in the lid for reasons unknown? That piece doesn’t lock in place on my blender. Apparently I didn’t check it well and it was close to being unlocked. The force of the boiling water spun it that extra eigth of an inch and it dropped into the blender. Lentil soup sprayed up, covering the control panel, so I had to unplug at the wall to risk getting scalded. I fished out the plastic piece and notice it had been chopped up a little bit. Had to trash the Lentil soup, poured it down the drain. Turned on the garbage disposal, and it shut off. Looks like corrosion has set in on our garbage disposal and it’s leaking out the bottom. In this case it leaked out the bottom, traveled along the power cord, and flipped the GFCI swtich. Awesome stuff. We had easy-mac with dinner.

Last night I was making a whisky mustard sauce for some meat. The receipe called to flame the alchohol to take off the edge. I wisely asked Julie to come in the kitchen and hang out with some flour in case things went wrong. Which they did. 5 foot tall flames lept out of the pan. The recipie noted the flames might be high, but who exactly has a kitchen where 5 foot tall flames are not a problem. Julie tossed the flour and I spent the next 20 minutes cleaning up flour. Julie has spent the morning cleaning up flour. We had a red wine butter sauce on the meat instead.

So in the last two days I’ve ruined two meals. And a blender and garbage disposal. Thankfully the fire did not actually burn anything. I’m really looking forward to the squash curry I have on the menu tonight…

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Comments

Tara

2008-11-13T17:44:10.000Z

Wow, that’s spectacular fail. What a bummer, but on the other hand I think you’re now qualified to write a cooking book, because you have a funny anecdote to get things started in the intro.