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Post by Baz Faz on May 9, 2014 16:28:30 GMT 2
We'll be six for dinner tonight. The dessert was going to be a strawberry tart. I started cooking it this morning. The tin was in the oven baking the pastry case. I got distracted browning meat and when I took the tart out of the oven the pastry was burnt. I pondered if it was too badly burnt and decided I could just get away with it because of the other ingredients.
I had taken crème patissiere made for a previous dinner out of the freezer. There wasn't enough. So I pondered and added crème fraiche. This made it too thin. I pondered some more and decided with all the strawberries on top I could get away with.
Then I got the strawberries I bought yesterday out of the fridge. There was no market yesterday so I had got them from the supermarket. I found that they were three-quarters rotten. And tasting a bit that wasn't rotten I found they had been picked too young and hadn't sweetened.
I didn't ponder. I chucked everything in the bin.
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Post by auntieannie on May 9, 2014 18:28:11 GMT 2
oh, that's a disaster! well... they'll have some other pudding. I'm sure you can muster something. umpf... I think before finding out the strawberries were bad, I'd have tried to serve the strawberries and creme patissiere without casing maybe in individual bowls or placed the creme patissiere at the bottom of one of these cake moldds that you can open "moule à charnière" in french. and put the strawberries on top and left to set in the fridge hoping it would be holding enough for you to serve.
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Post by auntieannie on May 9, 2014 18:30:06 GMT 2
My cooking disaster these days is that I don't take the time to cook healthy enough. I mean, I still eat healthier than most, but take lots of shortcuts at the moment and hopefully it will all get better by the end of the month.
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Post by Hedonista on May 9, 2014 18:32:57 GMT 2
A few days ago Mrs H made a dish and added some supposedly fresh thyme from the supermarket that turned out to be rotten, the whole meal went in the bin.
But that's women for you - crazy when we have lovely wild thyme growing on the cliff top just a few hundred yards from our house.
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Post by OnlyMark on May 9, 2014 19:46:26 GMT 2
If my mushy peas aren't mushy enough, that's a disaster. I've done that.
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Post by Scrubb on May 11, 2014 0:21:45 GMT 2
Mine's not a cooking disaster, it's a dinner disaster: yesterday the menu here at work said there'd be blackened salmon, spaghetti with tomato sauce, and cajun beans for dinner. I was really looking forward to it - there's not often stuff that I genuinely like here.
But I lost track of time and got back to camp a few minutes too late - they had already put the food away, including the salad bar! Tragedy!
There's always 2 kinds of soup, a bunch of sandwiches, all kinds of desserts (pie, baking, cake, ice cream), and fruit available at all times. Unfortunately, last night both soups, and all the sandwiches, had meat in them. The fruit was all boring stuff - just apples, oranges, & bananas. Sigh.
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Post by nutraxfornerves on May 11, 2014 17:22:08 GMT 2
Back before I knew much about cooking, I had my first taste of Oysters Rockefeller and liked it, so I decided to make it at home. I looked up a bunch of recipes and decided that one microwave version looked good. All the recipes I read talked about how you should really scrub the shells. Well, that seemed like overkill. I cleaned them well, but didn't scrub. When I opened the microwave, I was blasted by the stench of a dead tide pool. All of the little bits of algae & plankton in the crevices of the shells had cooked. The oysters smelled so bad they were inedible and it took weeks to get the smell out of the microwave. |
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Post by shrjeff on May 11, 2014 22:39:24 GMT 2
not exactly a disaster but when i was first cooking for myself i decided to make meatloaf... my mother used to make it with eggs in the center which were so attractive when sliced... i spent much time trying to figure out how to keep a raw egg so round and finally gave up...
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Post by quixote on May 11, 2014 23:48:52 GMT 2
I went to make homemade horseradish in the blender that I didn't realize had a hairline crack in it.
I let the thing run, did some other chores, and, the next thing I knew horseradish was flying everywhere, the windows, walls, ceiling....what a f'n mess.
Not to mention the fumes which had the animals high tailing it outta here.
I'm still cleaning it up.......
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Post by kuskiwi on May 12, 2014 5:43:50 GMT 2
I confirmed my MIL's worst fears that I wasn't a suitable bride for her treasured son when I served her roasted corn beef.
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Post by Baz Faz on May 12, 2014 8:56:55 GMT 2
My cousin (now deceased) was serving drinks. Instead of putting ice cubes in the glasses he put in frozen cubes of fish stock.
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Post by welle on May 15, 2014 23:08:05 GMT 2
I'm cringing at the fish stock in the drinks. That would do it...
I don't recall doing anything worse than forgetting stuff on the stove and burning it, putting too much salt or chili powder in a dish. Great topic. I look forward to reading about more disasters...
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Post by Scrubb on May 16, 2014 4:03:44 GMT 2
My cousin (now deceased) was serving drinks. Instead of putting ice cubes in the glasses he put in frozen cubes of fish stock. I think that you were a bit harsh to make him "deceased" for that mistake, bad though it was. |
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Post by Baz Faz on May 16, 2014 8:58:29 GMT 2
Scrubb, that was the second error he made that same evening. First off, the guests had asked for Pernod. He poured them crème de menthe. It was after this mistake was pointed out that he gave them Pernod with fish stock cubes. Perhaps he was trying to make a point: you're not welcome.
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Post by Scrubb on May 16, 2014 18:36:57 GMT 2
LOL! Definitely hosting-challenged!
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 20, 2021 23:19:43 GMT 2
I would like to propose a new caramel disaster, since a lot of this looks so easy. It is bound to fail.
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Post by Baz Faz on Feb 21, 2021 0:29:26 GMT 2
When I make caramel it is never like that. It is brittle.
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Post by mockchoc on May 15, 2021 11:05:12 GMT 2
I'm crying now. I miss hedonista so much and saw him here. It's 2014! He took such good care of me in Portugal. Is he still about? He took me to hospital. Made me a roast pig on a spit I couldn't eat....omfg. Made me a party I couldn't be at and everything. eff. I even got to cuddle that jerk the gerkin. Had to mention my boobs too. Yes they are fine.
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Post by tzarine on May 23, 2021 23:06:41 GMT 2
i burn stuff bc i am often rushing to get din on
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Post by Baz Faz on Mar 22, 2022 23:38:00 GMT 2
This evening I put the bones from a guinea fowl carcase in a saucepan with white wine, onion, carrot, celery, garlic, herbs, black pepper and allspice and topped up with water. I put it on a rather high burner - and forgot about it. It smelled fantastic. And then it smelled horrible. It had dried and burnt.
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Post by sophie on Mar 23, 2022 2:22:10 GMT 2
Did your smoke alarm go off, Baz?
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Post by Baz Faz on Mar 23, 2022 19:30:27 GMT 2
Did your smoke alarm go off, Baz? No, it didn't. I think that is because the stock had just dried out and only a bit of smoke was coming out of the saucepan. |
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Post by Baz Faz on Sept 7, 2022 19:22:49 GMT 2
Not so much a disaster as an annoyance. I was making maple syrup ice cream for tomorrow's dinner (Mrs Faz's birthday) and the opener punctured the side of the can of condensed milk and not the lid. I don't know what I did wrong. It was very messy. The ice cream is now freezing. It tasted good.
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Post by auntieannie on Nov 2, 2022 8:11:08 GMT 2
Not a disaster, but a disappointment. My head was not "in the game" whilst I was cooking last night and I added turmeric to squash. yuck! these really don't go together. or at least not just turmeric and chilli.
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Post by Baz Faz on Nov 16, 2022 13:34:28 GMT 2
Friends for dinner tonight. Desert will be a chocolate tart. I need to measure the size of the tart tin. I cannot find the ruler or a tape measure. I went to a neighbour with 2 tins to measure. It turns out she is one of those people who never accepted metric (she probably still uses fahrenheit). She found a tape measure and she found 8 inches and I translated that into 20 cms. So all is well.
Except... Mrs Faz is away until this afternoon. Then I must have words about the absolute chaos in all the drawers. The ones in the kitchen (my area) are neat. Elsewhere in the house a jumble.
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