Your Worst Kitchen Disaster [Giveaway]
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UPDATE: Thank you guys so much for supporting me in this! I am so excited to announce that I won the Pampered Chef Blogger Blunder Kitchen Disaster contest – $3,5000 of Pampered Chef product and a gift card to Spa Finder. I couldn’t have done that without all of YOU.
Even though the giveaway is over now, feel free to leave a comment still if you’d like and don’t forget to read through some of the other disaster stories. There are some GREAT comments in here.
Congratulations to Jeneen for winning the Easy Brie-zy Pizza Set!
Disasters Happen Here Every Day
I say (jokingly, of course) that it’s a good thing that I was asked to share my worst “kitchen disasters” because we all know that I’m too good (I’m totally not) to have a “cooking disaster.”
Eric looks up and says “cooking disasters happen in here every day!” I am baffled, at a loss for words. WHAT? But he quickly recovers saying that by cooking disasters he means big messes.
And he is definitely right about that one, only I don’t view those as true “disasters,” just my genius creativity at work. But I will admit that I’ve never been a very tidy cook and have always felt that the only thing I hated about cooking is the cleaning up part.
My Worst Kitchen Disaster
I’m home from vacation with one day to unload the car, unpack, do laundry, settle the kids and pack myself up again before I leave for another trip, this time work related.
I come downstairs from laundry, quickly rushing to the kitchen. My mind is obviously somewhere else because I’m completely perplexed as to why the floor feels so…disgusting…and crunchy.
It takes a moment for the horrifying scene before my eyes registers with my brain. I realize that what I’m stepping on are tiny multi-colored sprinkles. And there aren’t just a few. There are a lot more than a few. A whole heckuva lot more.
Upon further inspection I find that not only has Madeline emptied several once full bottles of sprinkles onto the kitchen floor, but that she’s sitting on the counter rubbing her sweet little hands together like she’s putting on lotion…only she’s used an entire bottle of green food coloring for the job.
She must be pretty satisfied with herself because she stops rubbing those hands to flash a toothy, chubby cheek smile my way before continuing on her merry way.
The next task at hand — dumping curry powder into some concoction she’s got brewing nearby. Unfortunately, more curry makes it onto the counter than into her bowl. Which then ends up all over the seat of her pants.
At the time I’m feeling all sorts of things: annoyed, concerned, furious… that my 2 year old has figured out how to push a chair from the kitchen table over to the counter so she can get into the spice cabinet.
I’m so beside myself that I call Eric and tell him that I don’t care how tired he is, that there will be child locks on all the kitchen cabinets when I’m home from my trip.
I have too much to do still, and so I leave the mess as evidence but not before I take the chair and the bottle of curry powder away.
The only thing I can think to do is send Madeline out back in her diaper with the sprinklers on and popsicle in hand so she can wash off while I pout about my circumstances.
Payback Time
Only now months later do I realize that this is just payback for the occasion that I, as my 3 year old self, found it quite prudent to create my very first cake on the kitchen floor. Like mother, like daughter.
I think my parents must have known back then that the kitchen would be always be my most favorite room in the house, because after that disaster I certainly made many, many more.
I can only hope that Madeline will one day find the same joy in the kitchen that I do. And that maybe she’ll get a little payback of her own too.
P.S. We now have child locks on every single cabinet in the house, in or out of the reach of little hands.
P.P.S. Every word of this is the absolutely truth.
Now it’s your turn – SPILL IT – what is your worst kitchen disaster?
Were you the cause or someone else? Did it involve a recipe failure, a gigantic mess, or something else crazy? Was it a major holiday recipe disaster or more every day run of the mill disaster? DO TELL! I am so curious!
Even if you don’t have anything to share, I’d love your comment. Comments on this post count as votes on my entry in the contest.
Giveaway Prize (1 winner):
Easy Brie-zy Pizza Set (valued @ $115)
Giveaway Requirements:
- Leave a comment on this post telling me about your worst kitchen disaster.
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- Additional entries must leave a separate comment.
- Contest ends April 15, 2011 at 12:00 p.m. CT.
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Contest Info
The Pampered Chef has asked me to share my very worst kitchen disaster with my readers in a little blogger contest. I own several Pampered Chef products and have always been happy with them so I agreed to participate. Plus, this is a good disaster story and something I’ve never shared here before.
I was not compensated for sharing my worst kitchen disaster in any way, but the winner — you need to comment on my post to help me win — winner gets $3,500 The Pampered Chef kitchen tool makeover and $125 towards SpaFinder.
To follow along with The Pampered Chef SPILL IT! Contest, “Like” their Facebook Page and share your worst story there, too (by Wednesday at noon CT) for a chance to enter this same contest.
Amanda says
I was a few months pregnant with our first child, and we lived in a dinky little apartment. At that time, I had just started dabbling in cooking (not very well, I might add). My husband was at his second job that evening, so for my dinner, I stuck a chicken pot pie in the oven and then went to take a shower. Upon getting out of the shower, I began to smell smoke. I threw on some clothes and hurried into the kitchen. I opened the oven door and saw that the bottom of the oven was on fire! I had made baked macaroni and cheese earlier and had neglected to notice the spilled cheese that was now on fire. I grabbed the nearby fire extinguisher and attacked the oven with it, coating about 3/4 of our tiny kitchen with the white stuff. I had to lock the cat in a ventilated room so I could open the doors and air out the apartment, trying to avoid breathing in too much smoke. Needless to say, it was very painstaking cleaning up all that white stuff, and the house stunk for quite a while after that.
Tammy says
Allowing my 7 year old son fill and start the dishwasher. All was fine until we realized he used a ton of Dawn. Huge bubbly mess!
Brittani says
Making a strawberry-banana smoothie and hitting the button BEFORE putting the lid on. AND it was my last banana!
ELG says
When a glass bottle of olive oil broke all over the freshly mopped kitchen tile.
Denise says
Accidentally spraying a 2 liter of root beer all over our freshly painted dining room walls. 🙁
Nivedita says
I was planning on making an Indian appetizer …it needed to be deep fried , and a couple of mins in the oil the food started bursting and my whole kitchen was full of oil :(. It was a nightmare and cleaning it took me a whole day 🙁
Teresa says
I think it’s gotta go to the time I substituted Tablespoons of salt for teaspoons of salt in a polenta recipe I took on a backpacking trip. It was inedible and we were all so hungry that night.
Of course my smoke alarms say there’s a disaster most nights – they’re very judgmental!
Debbie says
I dropped an entire pan of meatballs on the floor while I had my entire family waiting to eat! Love your story! Hope you win.
Kimberly M says
My parents used to keep all the oil from the fry daddy under the skin. They had 2 large coffee cans with old oil. My sister and I took them, poured them over our heads and played slip n slide. My dad was at work, mom was in the bathroom. When she came out, she didn’t say a word. She put one of us in the bath tub and the other in the laundry tub, and LEFT the house and went to the neighbor.
Who cleaned us and the kitchen up.
D. Roberts says
You have THE BEST MOM EVER. No, really. You are lucky to be alive..LOL.
donna says
i made my mother in law a beautiful strawberry shortcake for her birthday. i thought that i f i drove slowly, i could transport it in the back of my car while in the glass covered cake stand. yup. but at least it was contained and delicious if not still beautiful! =)
Melissa J says
Dropped a full pot of spaghetti, sauce and noodles were on the ceiling and well everywhere else
Linda says
When my son was about 4, he spilled an entire gallon of milk on our carpet while attempting to make chocolate milk. Ick!
Cindy says
It would definitely be when I put a batch of cookies into the oven and dozed off while they were baking. Woke up to the smoke alarm–giant disaster and NOT a good way to wake up!
DBCrow says
Probably when I spilled an entire bag of sugar on the floor.
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Elisabeth Cline says
Several months ago my 2 year old dumped a 5lb bag of flour out all over the kitchen floor. He was covered, and had done it to make a sand-castle. Figured that he had already made the mess, and he may as well enjoy it, so he played in it for 2 hrs and had a blast!