I burned my left hand on one last night, resulting in much bitching and whining, lots of cold water, aloe vera gel and aveeno lotion. I warn you to leave a potholder on the skillet handle after you take it out of the oven, because you might unknowingly try to pick it up without thinking. That is how I seared my palm last night.
The rewards of my injury was a really tasty pork tenderloin with a rosemary au jus that I can use the leftovers for a sandwich today. It was surprisingly easy and cheap to make, but the pain is so totally not worth it.
courtney [email] said at 3:06 PM 10-11-2004: ah, but you don't get the same browning results (you also need the browned bits to make the sauce) and you can't put it in the oven to finish roasting!
abby [email] said at 8:03 PM 10-11-2004: the foreman grill fucking sucks for steaks and grilled cheese. but rules for anything else you can possibly imagine.
marcia [email] said at 8:35 PM 10-11-2004: one thing i've found that really helps when you burn yourself is having vitamin E capsules. bust one open and smear it all over your burn, then wrap it up with a bandaid or bandage of some sort. when i was drunk once i burned the fuck out of 3 of my fingers and when i performed this ritual, my fingers felt like a million bucks the next day.
courtney [email] said at 3:36 AM 10-12-2004: oh! I forgot about the vitamin E! Thanks for reminding me. It feels better now because of my attention to it with aloe and aveeno.
Maybe my judgement was a little fuzzy because of the glass or two of red wine I had that evening...
courtney [email] said at 3:35 AM 10-12-2004: In my case, I was multitasking in the kitchen and grabbed it as it was sitting on the range to stir the contents.
I think that those little sleeves that you put on the handles are what I need. The potholder was multitasking as well, for other dishes.
Just a stupid error. I don't hate iron skillets, I just hate that I got injured.
brandon [email] said at 3:50 AM 10-12-2004: Once, I grabbed a fajita skillet at the go window of the restaurant I worked at. Instant 3rd degree burns on my thumb and across my palm and arm where it toppled. Never done it again since. You probably won't either. Hope it feels better.
courtney [email] said at 3:55 AM 10-12-2004: ow! that sounds bad, brandon. how long did it take to heal? My mom had a pot of hot soup spill on her arm once, and it took forever to heal. She still has the scars, too.
you bet, I probably won't make that mistake again.
brandon [email] said at 7:21 AM 10-12-2004: I don't really remember how long it took to heal, a couple of months, maybe, for the palm and the arm? Much longer for the thumb. At one point, I went to a dermatologist for the thumb, because it had burned so deep it wouldn't heal. It was over a year before I had a complete thumbprint again. This was nearly 6 years ago.
But I swear, I've never touched another hot pot/skillet/gerbil since.
meredith [email] said at 11:25 AM 10-12-2004: I don't cook anymore because of burning. Once in college the oven door slammed shut on my arm when I was trying to get something out of it.
But I think the worst pain was at Starbucks. I was pouring hot tea for a customer and when I picked up the cup it folded in on itself and my hands were immersed in scalding tea. I also had people dump hot chocolate on me several times. After awhile it didn't hurt as bad.
myriam [email] said at 12:27 PM 10-12-2004: the only way to make tea at my coffeeshop (as it seems with starbucks) is to use the hot water spigot coming off the espresso machine... which means the water is like eight bajillion degrees when it comes out. it is like one micro-degree away from slipping into a gaseous state. i have major sympathy for your tea burn.
you should make a journal post with your worst cust. service stories. (multiple people dumped hot chocolate on you?!)
meredith [email] said at 12:49 PM 10-12-2004: We were only allowed to use the espresso bar for hot water if we were actually working the bar. Otherwise I used the spigot out of the coffee makers unless a bitchy customer would state that they only drank it out of the hot water faucet. Which of course they would only tell me after I had poured the whole thing.
THe people dumping hot chocolate, mocha, etc on me were actually fellow employees rushing around not looking where they were going.
meredith [email] said at 3:03 PM 10-12-2004: Something! Seriously, my hands were red the entire day, and if someone touched them, no matter how gently, they HURT!!!
meredith [email] said at 3:00 PM 10-12-2004: Jeremy cooks AND we go out. I also eat things that I don't have to do much preparation for. Campbells. PB&J. Apples. Cucumbers and ranch. CheeseIts. Leftovers. Jeremy hates leftovers. I am like our garbage disposal.
Here I am, a high school student, with my mother, the original Heloise, in her "test" kitchen in the office next to our apartment in San Antonio, Texas. Check out the shoes. I called them "rah-rahs"; some people called them saddle shoes. Also, those are my mother's glasses -- she wanted us to look alike! It was fun working with her when I was younger. I opened mail, filed, typed forms and tested hints. Almost like I do today.
