I know he was just trying to help but I had a bunch of things going at once. I was making a cake for family day and cooking dinner at the same time. DH went to stir dinner and flung raw ground beef out of the fry pan into the cake batter

yummy.....

we had a frozen pie for dessert instead

LOL!!! I completely know what you mean! My DH does the same thing..... and I know he is just trying to help, but sometimes I just get so aggravated and I am saying to myself "MOVE. There are too many hands fumbling all over the place in here!"
His heart is in the right place though

DH's..... gotta love 'em.

Awwww C'mon what's a lil Ecoli between family members LOLOL

You could've played "who gets the surprise piece of cake" LOLOL

Mike

that is funny and sad at the same time. DH's can be a real PIA sometimes, but we have to give him credit, he was helping Most can't say that I say put a baby gate up and keep him out HUGS!

My BF knows that if I'm in the kitchen, he's not allowed in. We have a small kitchen, so it gets crowded very fast, plus he would probably do something like you said, with the beef in the cake batter. Also, I really hate when people watch me when I'm working. It makes me anxious and I end up making mistakes. So now, if he even stands at the edge of the kitchen, all I have to do is put down my icing bag or whatever I'm working on and look at him, and he'll say "Oh, that's ridiculous" and walk away!

Lol, I could so see my hubby doing that. He's actually great at eating cake scraps before I'm done with them, or, bless his heart, trying to help me clean up by putting tools I'm still using in the sink. They do mean well.

That's funny! My DH decides he wants to cook dinner on the nights that I am most busy with cakes and have stuff everywhere! Our kitchen isn't super tiny, but when you have cake stuff everyone, it's not big enuff to cook in as well. I try to make those nights take-out or delivery, but I'm not always fast enuff.

I know they mean well, but you would think they would learn...*sigh*

Everyone in my house knows the kitchen is off limits if I am decorating. Not so bad if i'm just baking. But I do have to share this story with everyone....

About 6 months ago I was working on a 3-D monkey and was trying to ice the head. Not knowing then (i have since learned), I attempted to go ahead and "ice" the cake...not do a dirty ice and chill first. Everytime I put the icing on....with the next swipe of the spatula I would peel it off. By this time it is about 1am and I sound like cartoon characters trying to cuss, grumbling with each breath. (I had been working on this cake off and on for about 8 hours.) My husband gets up off the couch, enters the forbidden domain of the kitchen, takes the spatula out of my hand and kicks me out of my own kitchen....sends me outside to cool off.
Now...I wasn't sure at the time that it was the right thing to do but it was either vacate the kitchen or toss that #@&$ monkey out the backdoor. I went for a walk in the yard and returned to find he had completely iced the head of the monkey and had started on the body. I couldn't help but laugh and give him a big 'ol hug!
I can now add "dirty icer" to the already long list of other "specialties" that he can do.

Christy that's awesome! You have a keeper there!

DH knows I have a 20 ft work radius. I usually don't even allow him to be home, much less be in the kitchen LOL!

Christy, that's awesome. I've had DH step in and roll out fondant for me when I was pregnant and getting BH contractions from the exertion. A lifesaver and he's actually pretty good at it.

Thanks for reminding me about the fondant, FullHouse! I had forgotten about it! He's always there to lend a hand...or 2 strong arms when it comes to rolling out large pieces. He watches the Cake Challenges and other shows with me and made the comment about their fondant sheeter. I told him why should I get one....I had him!! LOL

My DH is not allowed in the kitchen either unless he is doing dishes! I was baking a cake for someone (not family). I put it in the oven and went to the bedroom to do some stuff. I came back periodically to check the cake. After 30 or 40 minutes I was confused. It looked like the cake had not changed in 15 minutes. It was then that I realized that DH had turned off the oven! He knew I was baking a cake but was on the phone. He tends to fidget and pace the house when he's talking on the phone because he hates it. He'll flip random light switches off even when someone is in the room, turn the volume down on the tv you're watching, and apparently turn off the oven while you're baking a cake! Good grief!

hubby has been banned from the kitchen for 10yrs now...seriously, he only goes in there to get a bottle of water or make his smoothie in the morning and thats it and he hasnt made a meal or washed a dish since year 2000. dont use my knives, dont touch my bessemer pans and when i die he has to burn me with my tupperware as i wont let his mail order bride use them (i tell him all the time his next wife should be a mail order bride)

on last sunday he decided to come talk to me while i was making a cake and i got the butter bowls mixed up and used the lesser value.. which meant in the bin it all went and i wasnt happy - i told him hes now banned from talking to me when im in the kitchen as well!

@ confectionsofahousewife.. my hubby is a pacer while on the phone too... whats up with that?

rotf.. I have a recipe for home made peppermint patties that has been a staple in my family for years... they are REALLY hard to knead and mix though, DH is always good for that

I left my DH and 6 yrs old DS home alone for a week once. When I got home everything they had used in the kitchen was left right where they had used it. Can you imagine cleaning dishes that have set for a week. To top everything else of my son proudly told me, he and good old dad had made a cake while I was gone. This didn't come as much of a surprise since there was cake batter on the curtains, walls, cupboards you name it even dried batter on a plant. Apparently they didn't know you have to turn off the mixer before taking the beaters out of the bowl. Apparently they didn't know how to clean up afterwards either. The good news they do now.

Ahhhhh, good thing I don't have one....a DH
The one I had came with a broken part (the brain!!) and it was beyond repair so, it was returned to the mother...he was the worst cook anyway!

My DH is wonderful, and does the dishe. Which is wonderful, except when he puts the tools I'm using(spatula, mixing tools)into the dishwasher and turns it on! I'm looking around trying to find my stuff going crazy, and he's like "What?" Ugg, gotta love him.

My husband won't cook. He used to when we first met, but when I stopped working to stay home with the kids he quit setting foot in the kitchen any further than the fridge.

On the one hand it's nice because I don't have to explain which cookie sheets he's allowed to use (one) and which he's not (the other ten) or which tools go in the dishwasher (none). On the other hand, the only time he's made dinner in the last five years is once when I had a broken leg. The next day he bought me a wheelchair so that I could cook with a broken leg (he said our littlest daughter was scared of seeing him in the kitchen).

He is good for random cake help though...his hands are much cooler than mine and he likes my rolling pin so sometimes he will roll fondant for me. He also doesn't insist on tasting the cake batter like the kids do.

My DH hardly ever cooked until he became my full time carer 3 years ago, now he can put up a meal as good as mine. He always states that he had a good teacher in me, ahh bless him. He's one in a million.....

Well my husband knows I guess not to bother me when Im baking, but one thing that I love is that he is in the construction field and well.... when it comes to icing my cakes he is awsome, he can work that dam pallet and make em nice n smooth I LOOOOOOVE IT when he ices my cakes thats something till this day I can't get quite right.


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I was out of town and got a call from my DH. Him: How do you turn on the new oven? Me: What are you cooking? You never cook. Him: I just need to know how to turn on the oven. Me: For what? Him: I need to bake the paint on some car parts.