Were you aware that the words klutz and kitchen both start with the letter ďKĒ? Iím sure you were and are wondering what that has to do with anything. Well, itís important in my kitchen because Iím the King of Kitchen Klutzes. My kitchen disasters always seem to come after some good cooking event. I whipped up some really nice waffles followed by a real whopper.
It happened on one of my weekend breakfast feasts. I was fixing a healthy meal of bacon, eggs, toast, and jam. I have no cholesterol problems, but the jam was sugar free. I had cooked a half package of bacon, saving a couple pieces for this Sunday morning meal, and everything was going pretty well but a little greasy. I had broken one egg into the frying pan and noticed my hands were a little slippery. Being rather slow in the kitchen thought process, I figured Iíd break the other egg then clean my hands. As I positioned the egg to whack it on the side of the frying pan, it slipped out of my hand landing and breaking on the flaming gas burner!
Have you ever seen what an egg that broke on a hot black burner looks like? It ainít pretty I can tell you that!
What to do was the question. On the one hand the good egg was cooking away nicely, and on the other hand the other egg was etching itself into the surface of my black stove. Obviously I couldnít do anything while the burner was hot so I switched the egg pan to a different burner and waited for the eggy one to cool while still preparing my breakfast. Hereís another question: do you know how long it takes for a hot burner to cool enough to scoop egg mess off it? I didnít think so. See, on these newer stoves they put a large heavy metal disc on the burner to hold the heat. It does!
I will just say it wasnít a very relaxed Sunday morning meal. I didnít try to add another egg to the entrťe. I suppose it wouldnít have mattered; I fry my eggs hard with the yokes broken leading my late wife to say to my grandchildren, ďLook out; Grandpa is going to ruin some eggs.Ē I just couldnít chance handling another egg over that hot stove. After I ate, I spent a few hours in the stove cleaning mode. Itís mornings like this when Iím glad thereís no one watching. I didnít even hear laughter from above on this one; it was just too bad.
I was talking to a younger person the other day who was complaining about the difficulty in getting older people to change. He thought it would be a good idea to make t-shirts that said: ďIíM AN OLD GUY, AND I HATE CHANGE!Ē I said that I thought it would be a money-maker.
On the 29th of June, Team Vogel Against Cancer will have their run/walk as a fund raiser in the fight against cancer. Iím going to be hobbling there; why donít you join me? Just Google Team Vogel Against Cancer to get info or ask around.
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