Yesterday just did not seem to be my day in the kitchen. It was a hot mess, literally. Fortunately, all the food turned out great, and my kitchen was okay. This was certainly a night to remember though, or more like one I hope to forget.
The Patriots were playing the Chiefs in the AFC Championship. Chris and Andrew were coming over for dinner during the game. I thought I had a perfect plan for cooking, which was probably my first mistake. I thought if I started cooking a little over an hour before the game, I would have all the food ready right around kick-off.
That may have happened had I not set my stove on fire. Don’t worry, everyone; everything was fine. It was a mini fire that we were able to control. My pot was on the stove as I was trying bring my sauce to a boil. All of a sudden I saw flames popping out the side of the pan. Sometimes a flame might spark on a gas stove if something is on the bottom of the pan, but it only lasts a few seconds. I could tell that this was something else. We moved the pot to find that my bottle of orange extract caught on fire. I must have knocked it into the burner as I was running around the kitchen.
I couldn’t believe I did that. I was so mad at myself. Not only was I worried that this would set off the smoke alarm, but I was worried that the fire could spread. There was definitely some oil under the burner, so that was causing the height of the flames. Once the oil burned off, we just needed to let the flames finish on the bottle of extract. That took a few more minutes, but I was able to remove the remnants with my tongs.
The whole thing really could have been so much worse. The fire was well-contained, and the smoke alarms didn’t even go off. All was well, but there was a major delay of game. I was stressed because we wouldn’t be ready by the time the game started. This put me more on edge than I am proud to admit. I started arguing with my friends more than usual. Yes, the three of us do tend to bicker. We are just like a real family. Fortunately, they put up with me and we eventually finished prepping our meal.
You see there is a lot of pressure in being a Patriots fan. We absolutely hate losing, particularly because everyone else always wants us to lose. It is a point of pride for us to win, especially in the playoffs. Now don’t get me wrong. I absolutely acknowledge that Patriots fans (including myself) are incredibly obnoxious. We are hyped-up, trash talking fiends. We have to be that way. We know we are the most hated team in the NFL. If we are the most hated team, we might as well own it.
The rest of our dinner prep went off without a hitch, and we got to sit down to watch the game while we ate. Unfortunately, the stove fire was not the only mishap that happened in my kitchen last night.
I made strawberry sherbet for dessert. I had put the freezer bowl back in my freezer because I was planning on making another batch of ice cream today. That plan was shot. When I went to put the ice cream back in the freezer, my freezer bowl fell out. I thought it was okay, but I picked it up to see that the bowl cracked. The liquid was leaking out. I knew this freezer bowl was a goner.
I certainly was disappointed, but it is still not the end of the world. A freezer bowl is easy enough to replace. At least we got to still have our sherbet last night. It was truly delicious.
And yet, this was still not the last thing to happen last night. After the game ended, I was trying to lower the blinds in my living room. They got stuck though, and I kept maneuvering the strings to get them to go down. Only the whole blind unit dropped and almost fell on Chris’s head. Luckily, Chris was saved from the attack of the blinds. I just was afraid to touch anything else in my apartment for the rest of the night.
Fortunately, I did not have any more mishaps in the kitchen, but it certainly was an epic evening. I guess everyone has off nights. It is how you recover from these moments that matter. Just like the Patriots, I had some setbacks and fell down a few times last night, but I got back and finished the job. The Patriots pulled out a win in over time, and I got a fantastic meal on the table. We are both moving on to the Super Bowl. I know my team is going to play their hearts out in two weeks, and I am going to bring my A-game for an epic Super Bowl feast.