Today I was cooking up some swell food – spicy italian sausage in the oven at 400 degrees – while red onion and zucchini were sauteing in some olive oil – all getting ready to hop into a pot of whole grain egg noodles. When – in the process of putting the super-heavy cast iron frying pan back into the oven, a conflageration of miserable happened. Stuff started to slosh out of the pan – I moved to adjust my angle – the towel that I was using to hold the pan shifted and then I was holding the hell hot metal.
Ice and cold water were my friends for the next couple of hours and every time I would try to go without – yowza! -pain – pain – pain.
I considered sticking a knife onto my foot to distract the pain – but decided that was a horrible idea.
In the end – I probably learned some lesson – not really sure what it is – still too distracted by my dumb hand.
Hopefully the food will be good and make it all a little worthwhile.
Otherwise – I guess there is always the knife option. Or not. Or maybe. Or maybe not. Or ouch!
bad burns are brutal.
and unfortunately, they don’t really feel too much better with time, like a cut might. i mean, eVENTUALLY, it will, but….. yechhh! sorry about that. it’s so irritating, isn’t it? and it’s probably the hand you do everything with.
amidst your pain and suffering, this made me chuckle, though: “hell hot metal.”
i like that.