I was trying to multi-task by fixing myself some lunch while I was on the phone one day. I decided to put a soft shell taco in the microwave for 30 seconds, but because I was so involved in my conversation I set the timer for 30 minutes. I walked out of the kitchen and heard the smoke alarm go off a few minutes later. Did you know that a taco will burst into flames in less than 5 minutes? Actual flames involved here. The kitchen was full of smoke.

The inside of the microwave had scorch marks, and stunk to high heavens whenever we tried to use it. We couldn't get rid of the smell, so we ended up buying a new microwave a few days later.

"fun facts"

Now that is funny

Debbie

Let's see....which one??? I have many. Once, I set leftover melted candle wax in a pot. Put it on low on my stove's burner. My son (he's 18, no excuse, he's not 3)...came behind me and turned it up higher. Next thing I know he's yelling at me to get in the kitchen. I go in, flames are shooting up, towards the ceiling. I yell for my BF, (the Firefighter, Yeah right), can't find the fire extinguisher, can't find the salt, can't find a lid to smother it with. I pray. Ok, that kinda works. The flame goes out, but it's still smoking, so to cool it down, I add water to it. Don't do IT GIRLS!!! Flames instantly restarted, shot up, melted all my curtains, and absolutely scorched the ceiling. This only took less than 2 min. I'm busy painting now.....

My DH, DS and myself have a bit of a giggle when the "nut snack" commercial comes on.....BUT....it came on today and it has been EDITED! DH and I couldn't believe it and had a little laugh. They no longer say Nut Snack...they just say Snack at the end....

I guess some people's panties got into a bit of a twist.........LOL

I'm laughing so hard I can hardly read!!

My husband call me 'da bomb' because thats what it looks like when I'm 'caking' in the kitchen.

My story is the hard choices you have to make ...for years I made home made carmel rolls every christmas, if you try to put too many in a pan and don't give them room to raise...the carmel will bake up out of the bottom of the pan and start lovely fires in the bottom of the oven. So the choice is....let it burn and start opening windows, because the carmel rolls aren't done yet and you hate to risk that....or pull them out, get the fire out and hope they go back in ok and finish cooking. I am now quite skilled at smelling the smoke, whip open the oven door, throw in the baking soda at the bottom, close it up and let them finish cooking. lol

Okay . . . it gets worse. I was making instant oatmeal one morning, and decided to heat the water in the lovely teapot sitting on my stove. I'd set the microvwave on fire a few days prior (see previous post), so that was out of the question. I was getting ready to go to work, so I was in and out of the kitchen waiting for that darned teapot to whistle. The teapot had been pretty much decorative up until this point because we don't drink tea, but I remember putting water in it at some point after I bought it. I finally decided to investigate, and took the pot off the stove. It felt awful light, so I opened the lid to see how much water was in the pot. My hand got blasted with steam. I tossed the teapot into the sink and started running cold water on my hand - which was bright red and blowing up like a balloon.

My husband saw how bad my hand was and rushed me to the ER, where they had to cut my rings off my hand. This smart-a$$ doctor told me to remember this rhyme: "Steam is hotter than boiling water." No kidding? I did NOT know that.

I was late for work, and walked in with what looked like a big white mitten on my hand. They'd rolled my entire right hand in gauze because the whole back of my hand was burned. I'm right-handed, so I couldn't write for days - typing was fun too.

I think the worst part was explaining to people that I did this much damage making instant oatmeal. They'd look at me with such pity.

I needed to use three burners on my stovetop, so I had all four burner covers stacked up on the rear left burner. I turned on the wrong burner and singed all 4 at the same time. Oh well, you have to buy them in sets of four anyway, right??

I'm back from camping with my hubby....had a nice relaxing weekend. Came home and saw this:

Oh, my gosh! Hilarious!
"Bust a nut, bust a nut... enjoy yourself... we won't tell!"
Tee-Hee!!!

Oh, and I agree with PiccoloChellie:

*chanting*
BRING BACK THE NUT SNACK!
BRING BACK YHE NUT SNACK!!
BRING BACK THE NUT SNACK!!!

Come on girls!

this doesn't have to do with food,but i think it was funny, NOW! my son who was about 4 yrs old at the time loved to do things on his own.he was in the kitchen pouring juice into a cup and of course spilled it all over the floor.me, frustrated bc i have to clean up another mess,said no no,this is how you do it... i set the cup on his little table and started to pour,and the juice went all over the table and floor.my sweet baby looked at me with a very serious face and said "ohhh...thats how you do it mommy?" could have died of embarrasment!!!

Awww Bren28-
That's a cute one!

my best friend's mom always cooks her thanksgiving in a way too small pan. so she was pulling it out to baste it and some turkey juice splashed up into her hair and a tiny blue hairspray flame ignited on her head. so she standing there holding a turkey while her daughters beat her over the head with dish towels trying to put out the hair fire!

Here's a cute nut sack-

I'm so glad I stumbled in to this thread!!! I needed a good giggle after a long cake weekend....
So I must share that you should never and I repeat never have a candle on counter during a busy cake day....you know it might be ok if you dont back into it and catch your pony tail on fire!!!
This happened to me about a year ago....I think people are still wondering what prompted me to cut off all that beautiful long flowing hair.....hmmmm it is just now getting back to length it was!!!

Malakin

I have a story like yours that happened to my uncle. My uncle and my cousin were up from Florida. It was fall and my cousin wanted to take some leaves home with him to show his classmates. My mom had gotten wax so that we could wax the leaves. Well my uncle fell asleep and my cousin decided to do it himself he was 8 years old. Well my uncle wakes up to smelling something burning my cousin forgot about the hot wax on the stove top melting and it started on fire. My uncle wakes up runs in the kitchen and tries to blow out the flames. Well I am sure you can figure out what happened. wax went everywhere. I dont think he had a piece of hair left for eye brows. Singed his hai and mustache! Its funny now but it could have been alot worse. Needless to say my cousin doesnt come to NY in the fall anymore.

Here's another Pyrex story. Dh was helping me wash dishes one day(rare occasion). The Pyrex pot had something baked and stuck in it so he decides it would be a good idea instead of just soaking it to put water in it and boil it on the gas stove to lossen it up. Then he adds clorox to it = explosion. Glass everywhere.

Didnt happen to me but we tease my mom all the time about this one. She was making a taco salad for lunch and opened up a can of chili for the salad. As she did so her dog (named Snickers) barks and she realizes she had not yet fed the dog. So she stops her salad and opens a can of Alpo dog food. The telephone rang and she goes to get it, comes back to the kitchen and in mid chat proceeds to pour the chili in the dog dish and the Alpo on her salad. Luckily she realized it just as she brought a heaping spoonful towards her mouth.

I literally have tears running down my face as I type this. Love it!!!

Here's a brilliant one for ya: I forgot to put the EGGS in my cake. I didn't realize it until it had been in the oven for about 15 minutes...well, it didn't turn out to be cake.

My grandmother has some doozies, too. She sat her pyrex full of country fried steak on a burner that had been left on. The entire meal was embedded with glass and the kitchen covered with steak and gravy.

There must be something about steak and gravy because she blew up the pressure cooker full of..steak and gravy. When they say "pressure", they mean "pressure". It went straight up to the ceiling, as well as everywhere else.

One Christmas Eve we were all in the kitchen fixing dinner at Grandmother's house. My grandmother had lit candles on the mantle earlier that day. The mantle really looked beautiful. She had woven garland in between the candles and bric a brac. We all started smelling something burning and checked the oven. Everything was fine. We continued cooking and talking and the smell got worse. I walked into the living room, which, by now was full of smoke and started yelling for help. The mantle was on fire! One of the candles had burned down too low and caught the garland on fire!