Okay, this thread was originally Cathy's idea. Tell us about all the FLOPS and SNAFOOS you've made in the kitchen!
I can hardly wait to read about everyone's funny goof's! :eek:
A few years back I cooked at a silver-mine camp on Admiralty Island, near Juneau, Alaska. At this job, we worked 4-week hitches, then took 2 week RandR's.
On the day the departing cook left and was replaced by the relief cook, the departing cook always planned a super-easy dinner menu so that as he left camp to fly home, and as the newly-arriving cook reported into camp and quickly tied-on his apron to start filling-in, the transition from one cook to the other was as EZ and pain-free as possible.
One time, night before Thanksgiving, as Ethel was walking down the floating-dock carrying her duffel-bag to board the float-plane, and as I was climbing down the ladder off the plane, in passing she told me "Dinner is out and the miners are eating, but I didn't get a chance to finish frosting the sheet cakes to put out for dessert!"
So, as I entered the kitchen, I hit the ground running... washed my hands, tied-on my apron, then grabbed the rolling rack of yellow sheet cakes, frost all 4 of them, sliced into squares, plated and set-out alongside of puddings, apple pie and cherry crisp in the dessert cooler.
Then I went to finish attending the ham/spaghetti/rockfish buffet that Ethel had prepared.
As the miners passed me on their way to the dish-pit area to scrape their plates and turn-in their used silverware, cups and dessert-bowls, they smiled- welcoming me back to camp, and asked how my RandR was... and I became aware that almost all of them were throwing their portions of frosted sheet-cake into the trash! Puzzled, I went to the cooler and grabbed a portion. I sniffed it, then took a bite- and it was somehow "off".
I went back into the kitchen and looked a bit further, and guess what I discovered?
Ethel had several chocolate and cherry sheetcakes stored on the rolling pastry cart right alongside of the stacked convection ovens. So what had I frosted and served as sheet cake? Hmmm...
A bit more investigating revealed to me that it wasn't cake that I frosted w/ butter-cream and served at all- rather, it was the garlicky-sage cornbread that Ethel had prepared, intending for me to use for turkey-stuffing for the holiday menu, next day!
Talk about an embarrassing snafoo- Ha!
I can hardly wait to read about everyone's funny goof's! :eek:
A few years back I cooked at a silver-mine camp on Admiralty Island, near Juneau, Alaska. At this job, we worked 4-week hitches, then took 2 week RandR's.
On the day the departing cook left and was replaced by the relief cook, the departing cook always planned a super-easy dinner menu so that as he left camp to fly home, and as the newly-arriving cook reported into camp and quickly tied-on his apron to start filling-in, the transition from one cook to the other was as EZ and pain-free as possible.
One time, night before Thanksgiving, as Ethel was walking down the floating-dock carrying her duffel-bag to board the float-plane, and as I was climbing down the ladder off the plane, in passing she told me "Dinner is out and the miners are eating, but I didn't get a chance to finish frosting the sheet cakes to put out for dessert!"
So, as I entered the kitchen, I hit the ground running... washed my hands, tied-on my apron, then grabbed the rolling rack of yellow sheet cakes, frost all 4 of them, sliced into squares, plated and set-out alongside of puddings, apple pie and cherry crisp in the dessert cooler.
Then I went to finish attending the ham/spaghetti/rockfish buffet that Ethel had prepared.
As the miners passed me on their way to the dish-pit area to scrape their plates and turn-in their used silverware, cups and dessert-bowls, they smiled- welcoming me back to camp, and asked how my RandR was... and I became aware that almost all of them were throwing their portions of frosted sheet-cake into the trash! Puzzled, I went to the cooler and grabbed a portion. I sniffed it, then took a bite- and it was somehow "off".
I went back into the kitchen and looked a bit further, and guess what I discovered?
Ethel had several chocolate and cherry sheetcakes stored on the rolling pastry cart right alongside of the stacked convection ovens. So what had I frosted and served as sheet cake? Hmmm...
A bit more investigating revealed to me that it wasn't cake that I frosted w/ butter-cream and served at all- rather, it was the garlicky-sage cornbread that Ethel had prepared, intending for me to use for turkey-stuffing for the holiday menu, next day!
Talk about an embarrassing snafoo- Ha!