I caught my hair on fire when I was about 12. Put a pan with a grease fire in the sink and turned on the water. Singed hair and eyebrows, but otherwise, I survived just fine. Never did that again.

Oh, the smell of burnt hair stirs up nostalgia but most of my experiences involved a curling iron!

I jumped into the pool with the roast. I have yet to live down that Mother's Day. /tongue.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':rolleyes:' />

twice i made a spice cake and forgot to add the dry ingredients. had the rest, spices and all, no flour, baking powder or any of that sort and baked it, hmmm wonder why it didnt come out? and yeah, i did the same thing with the same recipe again! /laugh.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />

i made a meat loaf once and thought id added chili powder but turns out i didnt read my label and it was cinnamon. My kids still talk about it, they are convinced i was trying something new. brats /rolleyes.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':rolleyes:' />

when i worked at the nursing home as a cook, i had 18 pounds of acorn squash in the oven, when i went to take it out, i got burned and dropped the pan on the floor. it landed right side up so i was still able to serve it, but it splattered EVERYWHERE! i was finding squash in weird places for months! /tongue.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':P' />

Once my sister and I were baking brownies. She somehow cut her finger and bled into the brownie batter.

"We have to throw it out!" I told her.

"No - it won't hurt. Nobody will notice," she said as she stirred it in.

I didn't eat any of those brownies. Perhaps not surprisingly, I am now the only person in my family who hasn't developed a craving for brains...../laugh.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />

I'm almost afraid to share this secret - but I refuse to buy bakery brownies. Here's why. I worked at a grocery store bakery in college. Every morning, the'd pull all of the expired baked goods off of the shelf, put them in a giant mixer, toss in some cocoa powder and a little bit of sugar plus a few other ingredients and bake them up into giant brownies that they called "chocolate chewies" or some such thing. Ever since that, I can't buy bakery brownies because I'm sure they contain moldy bread. Or my sister's blood.

OMG, you have ruined me and my wonderful relationship with brownies. Hey, that might be a good thing /blink.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':D' />

If we only knew half the things that ended up in our food. Ugh. Now I'm sick!

Me too...

My mom is actually a very good cook but she did have some secrets we were sworn to keep. One time she was stirring the sauce and was smoking (like a chimney back in those days). Well, the ash grew long and began to fall and we all screamed "Ma, your ash is falling off into the..." she raised a finger to her pursed lips, said "shhhh", and just continued stirring the sauce.

Ok, now I wish I didn't venture into this thread /dry.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':huh:' /> /laugh.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />

Once my sister and I were baking brownies. She somehow cut her finger and bled into the brownie batter.

"We have to throw it out!" I told her.

"No - it won't hurt. Nobody will notice," she said as she stirred it in.

I didn't eat any of those brownies. Perhaps not surprisingly, I am now the only person in my family who hasn't developed a craving for brains...../laugh.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':)' />

Too bad...brains are yummy..bwahahahaha

Once my sister and I were baking brownies. She somehow cut her finger and bled into the brownie batter.

"We have to throw it out!" I told her.

"No - it won't hurt. Nobody will notice," she said as she stirred it in.

I didn't eat any of those brownies. Perhaps not surprisingly, I am now the only person in my family who hasn't developed a craving for brains...../laugh.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':)' />

If we only knew half the things that ended up in our food. Ugh. Now I'm sick!

I'm almost afraid to share this secret - but I refuse to buy bakery brownies. Here's why. I worked at a grocery store bakery in college. Every morning, the'd pull all of the expired baked goods off of the shelf, put them in a giant mixer, toss in some cocoa powder and a little bit of sugar plus a few other ingredients and bake them up into giant brownies that they called "chocolate chewies" or some such thing. Ever since that, I can't buy bakery brownies because I'm sure they contain moldy bread. Or my sister's blood.

I am never eating bakery brownies again. Yuck! /blink.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=';)' />

I dont think I can ever look at a brownie the same way again........

I'm almost afraid to share this secret - but I refuse to buy bakery brownies. Here's why. I worked at a grocery store bakery in college. Every morning, the'd pull all of the expired baked goods off of the shelf, put them in a giant mixer, toss in some cocoa powder and a little bit of sugar plus a few other ingredients and bake them up into giant brownies that they called "chocolate chewies" or some such thing. Ever since that, I can't buy bakery brownies because I'm sure they contain moldy bread. Or my sister's blood.

Once my sister and I were baking brownies. She somehow cut her finger and bled into the brownie batter.

"We have to throw it out!" I told her.

"No - it won't hurt. Nobody will notice," she said as she stirred it in.

I didn't eat any of those brownies. Perhaps not surprisingly, I am now the only person in my family who hasn't developed a craving for brains...../laugh.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=';)' />

I dont think I can ever look at a brownie the same way again........

"We have to throw it out!" I told her.

"No - it won't hurt. Nobody will notice," she said as she stirred it in.

I didn't eat any of those brownies. Perhaps not surprisingly, I am now the only person in my family who hasn't developed a craving for brains...../laugh.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=';)' />

until we could smell something awful, and figured out it was my crispy hair /wink.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=';)' />