Perfectly Reasonable

March 2, 2017

A couple of weeks ago, I burnt my finger pretty badly while I was cooking. (Full disclosure: I was making a glaze for a rum cake and wanted to taste the glaze, so I put a little on the spoon and then went to dip my finger into what was on the spoon to taste. This works fine for, say, hot dogs and beans. It does not work for melted butter, which is, of course, oil. The pain was instantaneous and brutal. I also got to keep saying over and over to medical professionals that I stuck my finger in hot butter when they asked what happened. But I digress.)

So anyway, my finger is finally starting to heal and I may even have a fingerprint again some day soon.

When I was cooking dinner last night, I went to pour out the boiling water from the pasta. In doing so, I managed to splash some of the boiling water on my chest. (Full disclosure: the water wasn’t draining fast enough so I thought turning on the garbage disposal might help. [Don’t ask me why I do these things.] Anyway, the water from the sink is what actually splashed up on me, so I guess I learned a very valuable lesson. But, again, I digress.)

As I finished making dinner with a bag of frozen string beans sitting on my chest, I made the very reasonable declaration that I was never cooking again.

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11 Comments

  1. kindergardencanvas

    Thanks for sharing your Slice of cooking. Love it!
    How did the rum cake turn out? Did noshing on the cake make up for embattled digit?

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    • Akilah

      The cake was delicious even though I did have to remake that batch of glaze. But, no, it wasn’t delicious enough to compensate for the pain, alas.

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  2. Kristi Lonheim (@lonheim)

    Do you have a stash of delivery menus? But I digress. I am glad you can laugh through crazy happenings such as these!

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  3. Ally Bean

    I understand why you won’t be cooking in the future and applaud your resolution to make it so. However, I’d also like to place a bet on when you’ll break your resolution… cause you & I both know you’re gonna.

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    • Akilah

      This morning. I put some chicken in the crockpot and made a mess. That may be today’s post, honestly.

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  4. The Logonauts (@thelogonauts)

    I wish! Cooking is the bane of my existence. Not that I ever injure myself too badly, but mainly because it takes so much time and then leaves my greatest foe behind … DIRTY dishes! Ack. Looking forward to hear your cooking-free-life solutions!

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  5. lindabaie

    Very funny & perfectly reasonable. I hope you have some of those terrific places who deliver a meal each day! I am not rich, but always thought it would be lovely to have my own chef. I’m glad the burns are healable!

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  6. Jenny @ Reading the End

    Great decision. DOWN WITH COOKING. If I could go the whole rest of my life without cooking anything ever again, that’d be great. Maybe now and then I’d make guacamole and omelets as a special treat, as those are the two things I am effortlessly great at making due to, I assume, sorcery. But NOTHING ELSE.

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  7. Brian Rozinsky

    Making omelets necessitates breaking eggs… or scorching fingers or scalding chests. Here’s to speedy healing and a return to culinary masochism!

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  8. Elisabeth Ellington

    I have such a love-hate relationship with cooking. I love it when I don’t have to do it and hate it when I do–and for some crazy reason, people in my house want to eat three times a day!

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    • Akilah

      Yep, that sounds about right. Also, my daughter hates everything I cook (on general principle, I guess) so that makes it even more of a chore.

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