Tiffany at Snapshots of Life asks "What is the biggest kitchen blunder you have committed?" on her blog. I thought I would share my response to her question here.
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When I was in my early/mid teens, my mom would call me from work and ask me to get the chicken ready for supper. She would always say "don't forget the bleach!"
One day, when mom asked me to get the chicken ready, I moaned at her that it was too much work and the bleach smelled and I hated washing the chicken with it.
Yes, you heard me right...I was washing the chicken with bleach.
It's a miracle no one died!
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About Me
- Ter
- I am a bereaved mother and wife. I began this blog to help me look for the "good things" in life after my daughter, "Babybear", died in July 2005. Three years later, her daddy, my husband, "Bear", died in November 2008. (You'll find a link to their stories on my blog) And now, as difficult as it is, I continue to look for the good things in my life as I learn my new normal with my pup, "Furrybear", at my side. And the angels on my shoulder...
The Poem That Inspired My Blog's Subtitle
Bear and Babybear
Friday, April 25, 2008
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4 comments:
OH. MY. GOSH!
You are lucky nobody died! Apparently it didn't affect the taste of the chicken! LOLOL!!!
Hope you don't STILL do that?? Hee hee...JK!
Jo
That was so funny! I cracked up when I read that. It really is amazing no one got sick!
Yikes! I suppose cooking it burned off the bleach...but, still!
ROTFL
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