Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-35319541-20180513060558/@comment-35319541-20180522044949

OMG, I am busting up at the seams from laughing soo much, Thanks for sharing. I have been cooking since I don't remember how long, made my first TG dinner by myself at the age of 13 to surprise my working aunt, while babysitting her 3 kids, if you can believe that!! Turned out great. My mom went back to work when I was 13 and used to tape the recipes to the meals I had to make for supper, Started babysitting at 11 so had to know how to prepare meals for the kids. I love to cook, used to be great at all things chocolate-Mississippi Mud, my fav, but lost the magazine that had the recipe in it. Yeah, it is probably on the web, but, now no one here to share it with me, so hey,

One day, we came home from school to my mom's voice cursing away and yelling "stay out of here" she had something cooking in the pressure cooker for supper, only supper was hanging from the ceiling, on the walls, floors, table, stove, everywhere, what a mess! I got to spend the next few hours cleaning up with mom, while she gritted her teeth, cursing under her breath, saying"hells bells there goes supper". We can all laugh about now, but man o man, PB&J for supper that night.

Another time when my parents were out of town, I decided to make corn meal mush. Thought, how hard can that be right? boil water add corn meal, sugar... no sweat. Only I read the box wrong and put in like 4 cups of corn meal, which kept soaking up the water, and not getting mushy. I had to add more water, then use another pan, then more water, another pan, until I had used up all the sauce pans, and finally it cooked. Mom was so mad at me, saying "you'll be eating this ^%^%# until the cows come home young lady" good thing I like it!

Then one day my friend and I decided to make porcupine balls, little meat balls with rice in it and covered in apple sauce.... only we didn't know there were 2 kinds of rice, long cook and instant. We cooked those buggers in the oven soooo long, adding more apple sauce. Well needless to say the rice never did cook and my Dad told mom to keep me out of the kitchen. YeAH for me or so I thought. More cooking lessons were to follow that one.

I'm sure I have a few more of those kinds of stories, like what happens when you forget to get the blender lid on tight while making a milkshake- use your imagination there, while we all got blasted by cold milk and icecream, not to mention the kitchen! And mom's reaction, always mad, swearing and yelling "get this mess cleaned up"