Oh dear, so many mishaps, so little time!!
Hope this isn't too long....
Once, I was peeling the thin dark skin off a fresh coconut with my wide Y peeler and peeled off the heel of my hand, really deep - ick! the doctors gave me a patch of artificial skin type stuff to help it heal, took over a month, like a weird science experiment! I don't do fresh coconut anymore.
Or, when I gave myself a two degree severe burn while taking my espresso pot off the stove, it was a little full and the espresso leaked out of the top over my finger, had a 2"x1" blister and couldn't type for 3 days!!!
Or, when I dropped my Wustoff knife after washing it and it landed, point down, between my big toe and its neighbor, slicing the web of my toes a little - can you imagine the luck of that? a smidgen to the left right or elsewhere would have left me toeless or worse?!! Now when I drop knives (which unfortunately happens!) I leap back like no one's business!
Or, when I was making chocolate truffles and kept burning the chocolate and having to throw it out. Fortunately I had a huge amount of bulk Ghirardelli having just walked down to their store on the Wharf. So after burning the third batch, I finally melted it properly and tempered it just right, and was really concentrating when the phone rang, the ringer was really really loud for some reason and it startled me, so I jolted and tipped over the pan onto the stove, down the cabinets and on the floor! The cat was underfoot so he got all chocolately, and he took off down the hall, just about to walk on my Turkish silk embroidered carpets! I leapt after him, scooped him up but skidded on the carpet with him in my arms, smashed into a heap on the floor in front of the couch, chocolatey cat in arms, expensive carpet all bunched up around me! Then the now biting p.o.'d cat was chewing my arm, so I got into the shower with him (now latched onto my arm like a bulldog), cleaned him and me off, peroxide on the arm and bandaids (and a course of antiobiotics a week later) and then saw the kitchen - blobs of chocolate everywhere, cat footprints in chocolate are pretty cute the by way! I had a glass of wine and started over and the truffles turned out great in the end.
Or, as part of our family legends, when my mom was shaking the bottle of Wishbone salad dressing and the lid wasn't on and it emptied all over her new and very expensive mesh like draperies that were all the rage in the 60's, remember them? They were new and couldn't be cleaned, so we blotted them as best we could but the family room smelled like salad dressing for months!!!
My latest escapade was this week when I was making Susan in Kentfield's sherry and ginger duck recipe and after cooking it stovetop for three hours I was carefully trying to transfer it to a roasting pan in one piece (tricky) and almost made it when it slipped and crashed down, half in the pan, half on the stove, broth and duck fat everywhere! I thought I had it all cleaned up but the next morning saw that there was still more duckiness on the floor and a nice sheen on the stove (love those Clorox bleach wipes, my new friend!!), and duck fat on the wall too. but it was totally worth it, such a delicious dish.
I also tripped on the cat last week (a different one, 20 lbs and black, blending into the floor quite well at night! LOL) while holding a glass of cranberry juice, and fell of course - got juice all of the floor, the rug, me and glass everywhere too. sign. The good thing was that I had no idea how dirty my wood floors were until I cleaned up that mess and ended up Swiffering the whole place! I think I'm a real klutz in the kitchen most of the time and feel comforted by all of your stories!!