can you laugh about it now?

Actually for the most part I am a really excellent cook. When I first met my boyfriend, he mentioned that he was hungry for meatloaf. Now mind you I have been making meatloaf for probably a good 25 years at this point. I really wanted to impress him so I went to the store for the ingredients. While at the store I saw a mix that proclaimed it was the best meatloaf mix ever. So if mine is good, this has to be better, right. Wrong. wrong. wrong. It was the worst meatloaf I ever tasted. My boyfriend took the first bite and told me how great it was. I took a bite and ran over to the garbage disposal to throw mine out. LOL don't you know he had wrapped his in a napkin when I wasn't looking. Even the dogs wouldn't eat it.We still laugh about this today and I give him credit for he eats my meatloaf, if I use my own recipe.

Well once I decided to make home made crossiants, wich need a lot of time to prepare. I made the dough, let it rest for an hour, then shaped them let them rest for another hour, then put them in the oven. They where coming beautifully large and was very proud of them. When they are cooked golden bron I took them out, really happy of the results. Than called all my family to have one, You cannot imagine my feelings, when I tastred one of them and they where really SALTY that much that you will not sure eat them. Then I realized that instead of puting 200g sugar I put 200g salt. Where really sad had to throw everything away, and hearing laughter all week about these crossiants.

I am not proud of it, but to make you feel better, I want to tell you that I can't cook or bake. I am not a kitchen person. So when it came to my partner's birthday I was planning to make a Banana brownies for her and wanted to make something nice for her. It looks great and it was great in the beginning because she ate it with full consideration that I couldn't make cake. And weeks later she told me that she actually bite the egg shell on my brownies and there were some thing burnt in what she ate in her birthday. It was good enough to know that I didn't send her to the hospital because of the brownies I made for her. So you can laugh about it now :)

Ok so I think I have the topper for you. About 3 months ago I was making a roast I needed to sear it so I did that filling the house with smoke. Opening all the doors and windows to get the house aired out. My husband thought he would cook up some french fries. He put the pan on the stove and filled it with oil turning it on high and then walking away to get our daughter off the bus. Mind you I was already out there waiting for her. He really had no reason to go out to wait for her. Well we were out there for a while as the bus was running late. As she gets off the bus our smoke alarms start to go off. My husband goes into the house to see whats up and my daughter follows. Well I am sure you can imagine what had happened. He left the burner on high and walked away from the stove the oil had heated up and up and up and up. Well I was still out front not realizing what was going on and my daughter followed her Dad into the house to turn around and run out screaming as she ran down the road that her house was on fire. Yes my husband had set our house on fire. I go chasing after her to calm her down while my husband breaks out the trusty fire extinguisher to put out his nice grease fire that had started to scorch the cabinets that are above the stove and has actually set the fan from the stove vent on fire. So I a sitting with my daughter outside trying to get her calmed down waiting for the fire department to show up. So as we sit outside waiting for the house to clear out from all the smoke my husband come out all covered with the powder from the extinguisher I could not help but laugh. We were safe and amazingly he was able to get it all out and the fire department never showed up. I have had grease fires before and never had to call the fire department I have just thrown flour on them to put them out, but I have never seen one that looked so scary. Looking back on it now I can laugh but when it was happening I wanted to shoot him for being so reckless.

This is not so much as my cooking disaster alone as it is my moms and mine together. It is funny though now that it is several years later . I was doing some remodeling in my house , putting down new hardwood floors and painting walls , so my mother said she would cook dinner for us and hey who am I to say no. She cooked spaghetti for us , and we were all looking forward to sitting down and having a big plate of homemade spaghetti after spending all day painting. It didn't take but one bite for my fiance and children to notice that something wasn't right . I asked what was wrong , and all my son could say is " this tastes funny" . My fiance being polite as he is didn't say anything ... So I couldn't figure out what all the frowns were for till I bit into it, and at the same time my mom is saying "I cooked it like I always do." Well when I took that first taste I knew excactly what was wrong with it .......... All I could do was laugh, Everyone is looking at me like I am crazy . "UM, Mom what pot did you cook it in?" She said the pot sitting on the counter , I washed it first cause i didn't know if it was clean, because it looked like it had water in it . Well earlier in the day I had, had a mishap with some paint and spilled it on the carpet and I grabbed a pot (a pot that I didn't use anymore, but couldn't throw it away )and cleaned up the paint from the carpet . Well being it was a water based paint I just washed it down the drain and rinsed the pot , then sat it on the counter , not thinking much about it. Well that was the pot mom had washed to cook the spaghetti in. And believe me that spaghetti tasted just like paint ...... we laugh about it still every time mom cooks spaghetti............ Cheryl