Sounds a bit like the 'black bean burger' incident that I didn't like to mention....:eek: ;) :sidesplt: x

Or the split pea soup incident:D

it looked like them as well :eek:

Thank God it wasn't rancid and stinky :sickie:

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Then there was the habanero pepper that I swore I removed from my soup before I bit into it ~ whole :eek: :eek: :eek:

I remember when you told me about that:eek: I am sure you were like....:tongue012

Oh, and the 'when I bit into an olive and it hadn't been pitted' incident when it cracked a back tooth right through....:panic::sickie::tongue019:eek: x

I did that with a caramel lollypop. It unstuck my crown :mad:

:sidesplt: How on earth did that happen???

IDK ~ Sugar and I heard the bangs in the middle of the night though :eek:

Did you can it yourself?

I can't recall any mishaps, but I will tell a hilarious practical joke I played on my brother.....

3 Years ago I was making turkey and dressing for thanksgiving, and when I went shopping, I saw the cute little Cornish hens, so I bought one. Before my brother got there thanksgiving morning, I took the Cornish hen and stuffed the turkey with it, then tucked the bag back around the turkey and put it back in the fridge.

He and his wife were standing in the kitchen chit chatting when I took the turkey out of the bag and went to remove the giblets and instead removed a "baby turkey" (the Cornish hen) and remarked ohhh we must have got a pregnant one.. All day he told the entire family how cool it was that we got a pregnant turkey. No one bothered to steal his thunder and remind him TURKEYS LAY EGGS.

He called me the next day and called me names and laughed because his wife had finally told him what an idiot he looked like, and that turkeys don't have babies that way. The sad part is when I called my mom to tell her that he had finally figured it out, she thought we had got a pregnant turkey too!!

We bring up pregnant turkeys every chance we get. It's a sore spot with him, but always good for a laugh.

No!!!! It was from the damn Indian market:panic: :mad: :angry: :sfunslap:

Wellllll....seems as though mishaps are a common occurrence here.

There was the time I was baking a pizza and somehow baked one of the oven mits on topof it.

Then the time a spaghetti squash exploded in the microwave.

Then the time I was baking treats for Ellie and forgot about them. Left the house for fifteen minutes with the oven on and nobody home.

Then the time I touched a beater while it was spinning.

Then the time I grabbed some leftover ravioli from the fridge...grabbed the nearly two week old beef stuffed that hadn't been thrown out yet instead of the freshly cooked cheese stuffed kind. Didn't realize it wasn't the fresh stuff because it tasted a bit smoky (I guess that is what rotten meat tastes like) and the brand of cheese stuffed tasted smoky to me the day beore. So didn't think anything of it.

And then the time..I was very young and learning how to put food on my plate. Put a knife into the butter and a big piece flung and hit my brother.

That brings me back memories from childhood. Fending for myself. I was lazy to put a pot of water on the stove to boil eggs, so I decided it would be easier to put them in the microwave. :rolleyes:

Then the time I thought it was a good idea to cut up my toast in little pieces before putting them in the toaster, then using a metal fork to get them out once I realized I couldn't reach them with my fingers. Being electrocuted serves a very good lesson.