[Paprika Furstenburg of Good Humored dashes up her blog with a good dose of wit! She has made me chuckle going where no woman has gone before in the bathroom. Also a known fact all walks of life find her very attractive especially mosquitoes and a wide variety of bugs. She asks "What is the most disastrous meal you have ever cooked?"]
A sleep deprived mother with a husband travelling on the road is a lot to muster with a two-year old and infant in the cold winter months. It was one evening I was excited to have him return home to our little love nest. As the two-year old napped and the littlest happily rocked in the swing. I attempted my husbands favorite Cream of Leek Soup with Parmesan Potato Dumplings.It was one my culinary masterpieces that I loved to create on a cold day.
It was in the afternoon as my two-year old napped I sleepily chopped the vegetables and boiled them to perfection. It just at the right moment as I was about to puree my creation my little darling awoke from his nap. I got him settled with his toys. I then went back into my zombie state thinking I should have had the nap instead of making the dreaded soup.
But what is a girl to do? It was time to puree the leeks! I went to place them in the blender, placing the top just so, pressing the button on high, and that is when all hell broke loose! The devil had possessed my blender!
The top exploded off the blender with gusto! Chunks of leek hit the ceiling, the stove, the curtains, covering me, and the children. The blender had taken on a force within itself and was shredding its wrath across my sparkling kitchen.
I felt utterly defeated against this possessed demon and did what any reasonable women would do…I pulled the plug, sat on the floor, and wailed my little heart out. It was the tearful wail that takes over your whole soul and alerts the dead to run from your tracks. I was blinded with tears! I attempted to contain the snot from running on the floor by wiping my nose with a shirt sleeve covered in leek guts. The fight against the demon blender and willful leeks had taken the last of my energy!
It was at that moment my husband arrived home early from work to discover the leek massacres of 2003. It was to his horror to see one woman covered in gunk tears running down her face sobbing on the kitchen floor, one child running amok dragging the chunks with him as he went, and one little baby patiently waiting for someone to clean – up the mess.
The only thing of comfort my husband could say was “Honey, lets open some wine and order a pizza!”
What is one of your worst cooking disasters? Did you ever attempt to make it again?