Are than any other kitchen klutzes out there?

dawn_mo

dawn_mo

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Sometimes it seems like I am a train crash waiting to happen. Today for instance, trying to get a head start on dinner, I prepared a teriyaki marinade for some chicken drumsticks. I take the chicken skin off, put them in a generic zip loc bag, make the marinade and pour it in the bag. I twisted the top to get all the air out, and got ready to place in the fridge. As I am placing it in, said bag springs a leak, and starts spewing teriyaki marinade all over my fridge and floor. Sigh, what a mess and it's sticky, smells good though.

Then there was dropping an industrial can of chipotles in adobo on my kitchen floor and 3am, the industrial size ketchup that also had the stick factor, the list is endless, and it is always the things you least likely want to spill and clean up. Is anyone else like this?

 
One time I dropped a freezer container that I'd been filling with tomato sauce. It hit with enough

force to cover the walls, cupboards, AND the ceiling.

 
I do have to weigh in with my Nutella/heavy cream/stick blender debacle

from a Thanksgiving essay. Dripping chocolate all over the kitchen walls, floor and cabinets and into the living room....including the cat.

 
The brand new bottle of Worcestershire that fell on the tile floor, ran>>>

under the fridge and into every crevice possible. Hours of cleanup!

 
Funny you should mention the stick blender - I just broke

mine. Seems my batter was a little too thick for it and it burned the motor out the other day while I was making a cake (I think it was on its way out, anyway!).

At least I don't *think* I am that bad of a baker! :eek:)

P.S. Whoops, thought at first you broke yours with the Nutella mixture! Now I am envisioning brown and white sweet globs all over your walls. ;o)

 
I'll top them all with a red face.........

So here I am a single young woman and in a fairly serious relationship (aka he slept over) and we hear a loud thud in the kitchen about 6 am. I went running to see what it was and as my foot hit the kitchen floor it went into something gooey, sticky and slick. Down I went sliding across my small duplex kitchen. Didn't know what had hit me. I had grabbed a little short robe but nothing else. I had no idea what this was that this clear stuff was that I was coated in. Then it hit me.......

My dad used to drive the 18 wheelers that delivered corn sweetener to soft drink manufacturing plants. There was always a ton left in the tanker so he kept gallon jugs and would fill them up and use it to make sweet tea and such. She naturally he just had to bring me some. I never used it much and had gallons of it in my pantry which was right at the door into my kitchen.

All I can figure is that I lived near the airport and interstate and they were constantly doing construction and blasting rattling everything in the house. Somehome a full gallon fell between the shelf and the door and burst upon impact with the floor and ooooozzzeedd out from under the door flooding the doorway and most of my small kitchen floor with corn sweetener.

The gentleman came running when he heard the second thud, me falling, flayling and flying, and arrived at the door just in time to see me try to pick up my sticky self and hear me scream at him to STOP. Thank goodnes he is now DH.

There have been other incidents but none to top this one......

 
Then there are always the exploding pressure cookers - my mom's did while filled with swiss steak.

Ceiling, walls, floor - you name it, it was covered.

 
Years ago I put a bottle of bubbly to chill quickly in the freezer. When I opened the freezer door

the bottle zoomed out and fell onto my "little piggy" and broke it. Fortunately the bottle was intact and enjoyed. For quite a while I hobbled around with a plumb like digit on my foot.

 
All the time. I have "just what I DIDN'T want to do" playing in my head almost every day. Car

disaster: I made a huge roaster full of chili to take to work. Thought I had it secured and safely in the back of the SUV. Had to brake for a dog or a moose or whatever, and chili lid went flying and pot shifted and 1/3 of pot contents went all over the carpeted back of the car. What a mess to clean up! Luckily, the carpet detached and I could hose it off. But there are still dried up beans in nooks and crannies that cannot be reached.

 
Sister's hair caught in the mixer

My sister was mixing up cake when we were teenagers and her super long hair got caught. I unplugged the mixer and my dad was all set to cut out hair!!!!! We shoved him aside and my mother and I eased her hair out.

 
And then there's the cleaning lady episode. Her daughter spilled "something" on my lovely butcher

block island top. They attempted to clean it with my copper pot scraper. GAHHHHH. I cried when I saw that horribly scarred plate size round in the middle of my almost like new island. I know a butcher block is meant to be used, but this was still so new and so carefully "used". I think I'll cry again now. I am having it re-finished, someday. I keep a doily and ceramic chicken pot on the spot now.

 
You're making me laugh with this question. Here's my 2 latest and best...last week I had a half gal

jug of iced tea. I went to give it a heave-ho back and forth to mix the sweetener in it; not realizing the cap wasn't on, I literally threw tea all over my brand new cherry kitchen cabinets.

Several months ago I was mixing a smoothie in my VitaMix. Those who do have one know what a powerful motor it has. I didn't have the cap on and accidentally hit the on button (on high, of course)...the smoothie flew from one end of the kitchen to the other, all over the upper and lower cabinets, as well as the counter top and even the ceiling and floor. What a mess!

 
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