It's all getting a bit too much today. I still think I'm getting better, just going through a little bit of a.. lapse. My family were eating spaghetti bolognaise for lunch and pasta is too hard for me to eat so I toasted some bread, put some tomato paste on it and a little of the bolognaise sauce accompanied by a little bit of grated cheese. Man did it smell good! My taste buds were tingling with exitement as this would be the first proper meaty savory thing I've eaten in ages! But alas, it was not to be. I took one teeny-weeny bite and as soon as I started chewing I began to panic. Feeling it go down my throat was the worst, I really did think it had somehow got stuck on the way down. And now I'm back on non-solid things so I've tried to fill the emptiness of my stomach with yoghurt and soup again today. Right so, in the last post I promised you stories of how I almost set the kitchen on fire. I am not one to brake such promises so here is the story of how a clumsy girl like myself should never be trusted in a kitchen on her own with matches and an empty kettle...
The first time I almost burnt down the family kitchen was a couple of years back, I put an empty kettle on the stove and turned on the gas (I didn't realise the kettle was empty). I went into the living room to watch a bit of TV while the kettle boiled not-so-happily away. I could smell burning all of a sudden and sure enough, when I ran back into the kitchen... the kettle was starting to catch fire! The sides were all burnt black, they looked like they'd crumble if you touched them. Blue flames licked their way up the sides, almost reaching the lid and handle... I quickly turned the gas off and the fire went out almost as quickly as it had started, thank God! I usually leave a tea towel by the side of the kettle, on the other hob but for some reason this time i didn't. If I had've done... it would surely have caught fire, paving the way for a whole, full-blown kitchen fire!
The second time was about a year ago and we'd just bought a nice new electric kettle. All Black and shiny, ready to fullfil our hot-drink needs (which is quite demanding in a house full of 6 people). Then one night, not so long after it had only just made it's first cup of tea... disaster struck! I came home drunk in the early hours of a summer morn... My throat was dry and I was freezing so a cup of tea seemed to be the logical remedy! I think the combination of being drunk, tired and cold made me completely forget that it was an electric kettle and not a gas kettle because.. well I put the kettle on the hob (wires trailing all over the worktops) and turned the hob on.... fire started to make its way over wires, the hobs, the oven door, heading for the tea towels and even more wires and kitchen-appliances... luckily my house used to be a b&b so we were already equiped with a kind of fire-kit thing on the wall. By this time my ma had ran down the stairs and pulled the fire-blanket from the kit, chucking it over the flames. It was immediately effective... again.. thank God! I was pretty shaken up after though! Maybe this is why I have such a fear of food.. I don't get along with the kitchen and some sort of domestic-karma is punishing me!
I suppose the irony is that I do actually make pretty amazing cup'o teas! (If I do say so myself)! Right, I shall just finish off with the usual scale (A scale from 1-10 on how confident I was eating/drinking today. 1 being the lowest and 10 being the highest).and then I think I'm gonna call it a night. Hope you were all entertained by my kitchen confessions! Have you guys got any similar stories? If so, I'd love to read them!
- Actimel Drinking Yogurt: 9/10
- 1 Small Bite of Toast With Bolognaise Sauce on: 0/10
- 1 Bowl of Tomato Soup: 8/10
- 1 Petit Filous Yoghut: 8/10
- 2x Cups of Mily Tea: 9/10
- 1 Glass of Water: 8/10
The first time I almost burnt down the family kitchen was a couple of years back, I put an empty kettle on the stove and turned on the gas (I didn't realise the kettle was empty). I went into the living room to watch a bit of TV while the kettle boiled not-so-happily away. I could smell burning all of a sudden and sure enough, when I ran back into the kitchen... the kettle was starting to catch fire! The sides were all burnt black, they looked like they'd crumble if you touched them. Blue flames licked their way up the sides, almost reaching the lid and handle... I quickly turned the gas off and the fire went out almost as quickly as it had started, thank God! I usually leave a tea towel by the side of the kettle, on the other hob but for some reason this time i didn't. If I had've done... it would surely have caught fire, paving the way for a whole, full-blown kitchen fire!
The second time was about a year ago and we'd just bought a nice new electric kettle. All Black and shiny, ready to fullfil our hot-drink needs (which is quite demanding in a house full of 6 people). Then one night, not so long after it had only just made it's first cup of tea... disaster struck! I came home drunk in the early hours of a summer morn... My throat was dry and I was freezing so a cup of tea seemed to be the logical remedy! I think the combination of being drunk, tired and cold made me completely forget that it was an electric kettle and not a gas kettle because.. well I put the kettle on the hob (wires trailing all over the worktops) and turned the hob on.... fire started to make its way over wires, the hobs, the oven door, heading for the tea towels and even more wires and kitchen-appliances... luckily my house used to be a b&b so we were already equiped with a kind of fire-kit thing on the wall. By this time my ma had ran down the stairs and pulled the fire-blanket from the kit, chucking it over the flames. It was immediately effective... again.. thank God! I was pretty shaken up after though! Maybe this is why I have such a fear of food.. I don't get along with the kitchen and some sort of domestic-karma is punishing me! I suppose the irony is that I do actually make pretty amazing cup'o teas! (If I do say so myself)! Right, I shall just finish off with the usual scale (A scale from 1-10 on how confident I was eating/drinking today. 1 being the lowest and 10 being the highest).and then I think I'm gonna call it a night. Hope you were all entertained by my kitchen confessions! Have you guys got any similar stories? If so, I'd love to read them!
- Actimel Drinking Yogurt: 9/10
- 1 Small Bite of Toast With Bolognaise Sauce on: 0/10
- 1 Bowl of Tomato Soup: 8/10
- 1 Petit Filous Yoghut: 8/10
- 2x Cups of Mily Tea: 9/10
- 1 Glass of Water: 8/10
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