My hands: an addendum
On my day off, I was in my kitchen at home, making some ramen noodles (don't look like that ... it's one of the comfort foods of my youth ... we've all got them ... I've also got corn dogs in my freezer - chili cheese flavored). I had my sauce pot going over a high flame and I had to reach over the stove in order to get into the cabinet where my dry goods are stored.Can you see where this is going?
Well, after I grabbed the noodles, I noticed that my right side, near my pocket, was feeling kind of warm. Warmer than it should have. So I reached down to touch it and it was ... hot! Flaming hot. I quickly patted myself down, putting out the flames, ruining my shirt, and adding a few more scars to my hands in the process.
Hand in pain, examining where the blisters would form, I still couldn't help but laugh. Setting myself on fire for a bowl of ramen noodles :D Sometimes even the pros have a bad day.
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And I'm going to stay in your house? Remind me to bring a fire extinguisher ;-)
Oh, the irony...
Ok I have a great story...The second day of my first ever class in culinary school, I light myself on fire.
We were dropping stock, next to the stove, I guess one of the pilot lights lit my apron on fire. I walk all the way across the classroom, without knowing this, and finally my Chef tells me that I am on fire, and me being very calm in situations like this, very easily look down, pat the fire out, and go on with my day. So forever now I have a patch on one of my aprons, and a brown burnt spot on one of my chef coats.
And the best thing is that every other chef just had to come down and look at teh guy who set himself on fire the second day of class...
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anyway, see you next weekend
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