"Losing it' in the kitchen...

ChattyCathy wrote on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 14:12:01 +0200:

C> <Cathy sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought
C> it would be.

C> BTW, for the record: I had two glasses (size: 240ml/8oz) of
white
C> wine last night, one while I was cooking and one with
C> dinner, (just in case any members of the RfcAASG [1] are
C> reading this post).

C> [1] Rec.food.cooking Alcoholics Anonymous Support Group

One of the more unpleasant things is accidentally not putting
something in the freezer but in the back of a cupboard. The
initial bad smell of warning, the panic and then the clean up
are not life's great moments, especially if meat is uncooked :-)

James Silverton
Potomac, Maryland

E-mail, with obvious alterations:
not.jim.silverton.at.verizon.not

"James Silverton" <[email hidden]> wrote

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ChattyCathy wrote on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 14:12:01 +0200:

Quoted message said:

C> <Cathy sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought
C> it would be.

Quoted message said:

One of the more unpleasant things is accidentally not putting something in
the freezer but in the back of a cupboard. The initial bad smell of
warning, the panic and then the clean up are not life's great moments,
especially if meat is uncooked :-)

Oh, what a memory. Once, long ago and far away, my ex and I
lived in an apartment complex next to a municiple softball field.
We got a permit to use it for a day and invited a bunch of friends
for a softball party. That sets up the scenario, lots of people in and
out of my apartment moving food around.

Days later, what is that smell. Next day, what is that horrible smell?
Did everything I could think of to clean away the stench.

Then my ex moved a stack of bowls on top of the refrigerator.
In the middle of this nest of bowls, a raw steak. A decomposing
steak. Gag! But, hey, someone had made room in the freezer for
those leftover hotdogs!

nancy

Nancy Young said:

Days later, what is that smell. Next day, what is that horrible smell?
Did everything I could think of to clean away the stench.

Then my ex moved a stack of bowls on top of the refrigerator.
In the middle of this nest of bowls, a raw steak. A decomposing
steak. Gag! But, hey, someone had made room in the freezer for
those leftover hotdogs!

<Cathy also gags> Yup.

Heh. Friend of mine went fishing.... caught his quota and took his catch
home in the boot (trunk) of his car. Forgot one in there - same sorta
thing as above...<more gagging>
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Cheers
Chatty Cathy

Garlic: the element without which life as we know it would be impossible

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Quoted message said:

ChattyCathy wrote on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 14:12:01 +0200:

C> <Cathy sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought
C> it would be.

One of the more unpleasant things is accidentally not putting something in
the freezer but in the back of a cupboard. The initial bad smell of
warning, the panic and then the clean up are not life's great moments,
especially if meat is uncooked :-)

James Silverton

Not too many weeks ago found a zip-lock package of 3 cooked pork loin chops
behind the freezer. Can only surmise how they got there. I hadn't cooked
them that week, so I must've taken them out, put them on the lid ..... who
knows?

We thought we smelled something amiss, finally we found it. Luckily, it was
well wrapped.

I'm in the "got older" stage, but things like this happens at all stages of
life; happily not too often.
Dee Dee

James Silverton said:

One of the more unpleasant things is accidentally not putting something
in the freezer but in the back of a cupboard. The initial bad smell of
warning, the panic and then the clean up are not life's great moments,
especially if meat is uncooked :-)

*Luckily* I wanted to do the chicken salad today.. and also luckily, I
go in and out of that cupboard daily - so hopefully I would have spotted
it before it got *too* bad... but yes, I hear what you are saying.
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Cheers
Chatty Cathy

Garlic: the element without which life as we know it would be impossible

Vilco said:

ChattyCathy said:

Aha! Found it (at last!) back in the "container" cupboard.... <Cathy
sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought it would
be.

LOL, a friend of mine uses to say that at only 35 years old. You women must
be crazy 😉

You only figured that out now? 😉
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Cheers
Crazy Cathy

Garlic: the element without which life as we know it would be impossible

ChattyCathy said:

Aha! Found it (at last!) back in the "container" cupboard.... <Cathy
sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought it would
be.

LOL, a friend of mine uses to say that at only 35 years old. You women must
be crazy 😉
--
Vilco
Think pink, drink rose'

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OK, it's official. I am losing my mind....

- no chicken. Eventually I opened all the

Quoted message said:

cupboards ... Aha! Found it (at last!) back in the "container"
cupboard....

<Cathy sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought it would be.

BTW, for the record: I had two glasses (size: 240ml/8oz) of white wine
last night, one while I was cooking and one with dinner, (just in case any
members of the RfcAASG [1] are reading this post).

Since a "dose" of wine is normally counted as 3.5 ounces, you were drunk,
honey. It's perfectly OK as long as you don't burn the house down. I find
I often cook a bit better and speak better Italian with a few glugs, myself,
but with 16 ounces of wine I'd have to hand in my knives, take off the toque
and be a guest. YMMV.

We attribute these things to the "White Potato Monster." One summer in
college I had a number of housemates moving in and out. They all had
different styles of food they liked to eat, but I don't think anyone had
reason to want 2 restaurant size cans of boiled white potatoes. Given
how available and non-perishable ordinary potatoes are, I can't even
think of a reason for restaurants to want such a thing. Yet there were
the cans on the shelf. As I ran into the housemates one by one, I asked
if the cans were theirs. The answer was always no. Eventually I
figured that someone must have broken into the house, deposited the
potato cans and left. That person is <spooky music> ... The White
Potato Monster.

Since then, The White Potato Monster has been responsible for depositing
a black lacy bra behind my friend's radiator, and numerous instances of
absconding with scissors.

The White Potato Monster giveth and The White Potato Monster taketh away.

--Lia

ChattyCathy said:

Quoted message said:

LOL, a friend of mine uses to say that at only 35 years old. You
women must be crazy 😉

Quoted message said:

You only figured that out now? 😉

I always try to forget 🙂
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Vilco
Think pink, drink rose'

what is the question

Back in May, after my son, who works a sous-chef, had graduated from
college, he came over and we cooked up a big meal and had a good
time..

A day or so passed; I found I was missing my best Old Hickory carbon
steel paring knife that I have had for 30+ years. I was resigned to
having lost it. I didn't want to blame my boy for taking the knife,
but the thought crossed my mind.

About a week ago, I was retrieving some kitchen tool from the drawer
that does not hold knives and I had to pul out the divided since the
tool I wanted was stuck.. there was my favorite paring knife. I was
sorry I had thought about blaming my son for it..

T.

Giusi said:

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Quoted message said:

OK, it's official. I am losing my mind....

- no chicken. Eventually I opened all the

Quoted message said:

cupboards ... Aha! Found it (at last!) back in the "container"
cupboard....

<Cathy sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought it would be.

BTW, for the record: I had two glasses (size: 240ml/8oz) of white wine
last night, one while I was cooking and one with dinner, (just in case any
members of the RfcAASG [1] are reading this post).

Since a "dose" of wine is normally counted as 3.5 ounces, you were drunk,
honey. It's perfectly OK as long as you don't burn the house down. I find
I often cook a bit better and speak better Italian with a few glugs, myself,
but with 16 ounces of wine I'd have to hand in my knives, take off the toque
and be a guest. YMMV.

http://www.sizes.com/food/glasses_wine.htm

<quote>
White wine

The white wine glass has been growing, but remains smaller than the red.
Older styles have capacities somewhat under eight ounces (240 mL); newer
designs somewhat under 12 ounces (360 mL). The traditional German glass
for riesling, the romer, is much smaller.

</quote>

Guess I better get some "romers" whatever the heck they are....

BTW, your RfcAASG annual membership is almost due, sweetums. You can
send me the cheque, I'll pass it right along
--
Cheers
Chatty Cathy

Garlic: the element without which life as we know it would be impossible

Quoted message said:

what is the question

Why did the chicken cross the road?
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Cheers
Chatty Cathy

Garlic: the element without which life as we know it would be impossible

ChattyCathy said:

OK, it's official. I am losing my mind....

Made some roast chicken and veggies for dinner last night, but we only
ate half the chicken. I dutifully packed the leftover chicken away in
one of those plastic containers with a lid after dinner and put it in
the 'big' fridge... or so I thought.

Decided that a bit of chicken salad would go down nicely, about an hour
ago, so I started looking in the 'big' fridge for the container with the
chicken in it. Not in there. Looked in the 'small' fridge, not there
either... At that point I thought "Oh no, I must have put it in the
freezer..." Nope. Not there either. Now what? I looked all over the
kitchen working surfaces - no chicken. Eventually I opened all the
cupboards ... Aha! Found it (at last!) back in the "container" cupboard....

<Cathy sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought it would be.

BTW, for the record: I had two glasses (size: 240ml/8oz) of white wine
last night, one while I was cooking and one with dinner, (just in case
any members of the RfcAASG [1] are reading this post).

[1] Rec.food.cooking Alcoholics Anonymous Support Group

Don't ever loose an orange in your car. One time during the summer I
picked up some groceries and put them in front of the back seat of an
infrequently used car. An orange escaped and rolled under the seat. The
smell was unbelievable when I opened the car door later that week.

George said:

Don't ever loose an orange in your car. One time during the summer I
picked up some groceries and put them in front of the back seat of an
infrequently used car. An orange escaped and rolled under the seat. The
smell was unbelievable when I opened the car door later that week.

Never done that myself, but I can imagine it didn't smell too great.
But, what I *do* remember "vividly" is when I left a "sachet" (500ml
sealed plastic bag) of milk in the car. It eventually "popped" and
leaked all over the carpet in the boot (trunk) and quietly went
"rotten". Ewwwww. I had to have a professional car "valet" done to get
rid of the smell... and even after that, on "damp" days I could still
smell it. I eventually replaced the carpeting (I had to, I don't think I
could have 'traded in' car if I hadn't done that).
--
Cheers
Chatty Cathy

Garlic: the element without which life as we know it would be impossible

In article <[email hidden]>,

ChattyCathy said:

OK, it's official. I am losing my mind....

Made some roast chicken and veggies for dinner last night, but we only
ate half the chicken. I dutifully packed the leftover chicken away in
one of those plastic containers with a lid after dinner and put it in
the 'big' fridge... or so I thought.

Decided that a bit of chicken salad would go down nicely, about an hour
ago, so I started looking in the 'big' fridge for the container with the
chicken in it. Not in there. Looked in the 'small' fridge, not there
either... At that point I thought "Oh no, I must have put it in the
freezer..." Nope. Not there either. Now what? I looked all over the
kitchen working surfaces - no chicken. Eventually I opened all the
cupboards ... Aha! Found it (at last!) back in the "container" cupboard....

<Cathy sighs> Getting older is not as much fun as I thought it would be.

BTW, for the record: I had two glasses (size: 240ml/8oz) of white wine
last night, one while I was cooking and one with dinner, (just in case
any members of the RfcAASG [1] are reading this post).

[1] Rec.food.cooking Alcoholics Anonymous Support Group
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Cheers
Chatty Cathy - sipping a glass of soda pop at the moment

Garlic: the element without which life as we know it would be impossible

I'd be willing to bet that you are suffering from sleep deprivation. ;-)
I only pull stuff like that when I am desperately short on sleep.
Alcohol never had anything to do with it.

As for getting old, I just got my first prescription for Bifocals this
morning.

<sigh>

F-ers are costing me $414.00 and the frames were only $96.00. I wanted
something pretty this time as my last pair of glasses lasted me 6 years.

Line-less, glass with photogray.
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Peace, Om

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In article <MGZti.8705$J13.592@trnddc02>,

James Silverton said:

One of the more unpleasant things is accidentally not putting
something in the freezer but in the back of a cupboard. The
initial bad smell of warning, the panic and then the clean up
are not life's great moments, especially if meat is uncooked :-)

James Silverton

Even just forgetting about some raw pork in the refrigerator is bad
enough. ;-) Plus I hate the waste at today's meat prices.

So far, I've only done that once this year. Wasted 2 lbs. of pork
chops...
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Heh. Friend of mine went fishing.... caught his quota and took his catch
home in the boot (trunk) of his car. Forgot one in there - same sorta
thing as above...<more gagging>

Just last week I forgot about a bowl of beans I had left in the
microwave for 3-4 days. I had a hard time getting the smell out of the
microwave.