Accidentally sliced my hand open with a kitchen knife this week. Again.
Is anyone else this accident-prone in the kitchen? I mean I know I'm ridiculous, but it's a combo of a total lack of coordination, dysfunctional spatial relationships, and the fact that I have sustained so many cuts and burns on my hands that I can't really feel anything anymore.
Fire is a frightening thing. Particularly because of how easy it is to start one. Heating oil scares me the most. My cousins used to have a chip fryer in the kitchen, and we all thought it was the greatest thing ever. That is until my one cousin managed to set it on fire and more or less burned down the kitchen.
We go through a lot of oven gloves in my house because very often an oven glove will be left a little bit too close to an open flame.
Also, until I had an electric stove in college, I never knew those hot coils could set things on fire.
Ever seen a toaster or a toaster oven burst into flames? It's really important to clean those bread crumbs out every once in a while. My old roommates learned this the hard way with my first toaster oven. I was only gone for two days (normally I cooked everything and didn't allow them to touch the kitchen appliances). I came home to this:
And somehow I still do not know how to use a fire extinguisher.
This weekend's cooking adventure: I am going to attempt to bake a loaf of bread. Recipe and photos may or may not be forthcoming.
