He meant to do that…
Do you ever watch something KNOWING it’s going to be a ridiculous disaster, but don’t intervene out of sheer morbid curiosity? Or just because wonder if the disaster person is actually going to clue in before said disaster?
I do. It amuses me
Like watching Beloved strain the boiling hot fat from the wok (for deep frying tempura) into the deep fat friar.
Now he could have waited until it cooled, but oh no. He had to do it now - while I contacted the emergency services.
Thankfully he was not burned.. However he did decide to use a sieve. A plastic sieve.
To strain boiling hot fat he is using a plastic sieve. One that melts.
Yes. Yes he did.
The look on his face staring at the mess that USED to be a sieve was priceless and totally worth replacing the sieve. Yes yes it was.
Despite this I still let him BBQ. Which means him taking the gas powered BBQ, hooking it up, adding charcoal (don’t ask me why) and me putting the fire brigarde on speed dial. There was flame. LOTS of flame. Beloved announced he would FLAME grill… yeah that didn’t quite work. See, putting meat into an open fiery inferno actually BURNS it. WHO KNEW?!
There was also a brief discussion of the merits of letting raw meat drip merrily down on… well, everything. Honestly the whole day has been spent surrounded by bleeding corpses. Well, except for the places occupied by alcohol. Ah sweet booooze, you make food poisoning so much less of a concern.
Of course the booze also contributed to them “hey all the meat is cooked and the flames are still burning - what can we BBQ?” experiments. In possibly related news, the remainder of the delusion salad has been… dealt with. And I’m not cleaning the BBQ. No, no I’m not. ESPECIALLY considering the cheese. Oh and Hawaian kebabs? Are WRONG. Almost as bad as pineapple on pizza. Poor poor meat, to be violated so by pineapple.