Installing a white floor in the kitchen was the stupidest thing I have ever done. It's never clean, I can't get the ground in dirt out, and cannot use harsh chemicals on it because of my health.

I COULDNT DO WHITE EITHER, IM WAY TO MESSY AND NOW IM JUST UNSTABLE...CANT CARRY A CUP OF COFFEE OR TEA WITH OUT IT SPILLING A BIT....

It was a couple years ago, and I had a 25 lb turkey in the oven for Thanksgiving. Well, the power goes out in the whole neighborhood. I waited for about an hour and a half, and it never came back on, so I had to pack up the turkey, drive to my mom's, and finish cooking him there. When he was done, our power was back on, so I packed him up once again, and finished him up at home (with everything else). I was worried that he would be dry, but he actually was very good. I did my share of crying that day, but now we look back and laugh!

It's now a funny memory!

well, there WAS the turkey I fell asleep during and woke up hours after it blackened the pan and filled the apartment with smoke...

...but topping that MIGHT be the loaf of bread I made in college. I had recently learned to bake bread from scratch and was cocky enough to think I could IMPROVISE a recipe... and because I was a poor college student I tried to make it as nutritionally dense as possible. Let's just say concrete has a chewier texture than my invention had. Sad thing was, poor as I was, I HAD to EAT it.

The winner was probably my college roommate who was into macrobiotics and making soup. Wasn't a big one for reading directions and borrowed my pressure cooker to make barley/pea stew. You know, there IS a reason they tell you NOT to cook certain starchy foods in a pressure cooker. Like peas and barley. Unless the place went condo and they redid the kitchens, the lead safety plug is probably still embedded in the overhead cabinet (this happened about 25 years ago). There was quite a bit of excitement while we tried to contain the brothy geyser and we had dried pea stalactites on the ceiling for several months afterward.

holy crap i could write a book on my kitchen disasters, one time i decided to make home made soup with absolutely no plan in mind, it was horrible, so bad in fact that we ended up ordering pizza (my husband hates delivery pizza) and the dog wouldent eat it. another tim i decided to invent an apple cake but put WAY to much baking powder in it and it spilled all over my oven and caught on fire. another time i decided since my blender wasnt chopping anything up at that moment i would stick a wooden spoon in their a little bit to mix things around while it was wrong STUPID MOVE because i hit the blade and it destroyed my spoon and my entire kitchen was covered in an oreo cookie milkshake INCLUDING THE CEILING. all good memories tho, i guess i cant complain it coulda been worse.

ROFL!!!!! I think you've got me beat!

...and I'll be first in line to get my autographed copy of that book.

OH FIDDLER, I CANT IMAGINE WHAT KIND OF MESSES YOU HAVE HAD TO CLEAN UP..HAHHHA....BUT I BET YOU ALL COULD GET TOGETHER AND WRITE THAT BOOK....JUST FOR LAUGHS....I DONT USE A APRESSURE COOKER AT ALL, DONT EVEN THINK I OWN ONE...WOW, NOW I KNOW WHY!!!! HHHEHHHEH HAHAHAHH LOLOLOL

I have had severla
pressuer cooker exploided beans every were
skilet to close to the wall while frying chicken burned wall
shorting left on high while sister was talking to boy friend I was about 9 years old and saw the fire but ran out side to play. Kitchen burned and smoke damage to the rest of the house.
My son just a todler , in one day ,dumped out corn meal, 5 lb sack of flower, 2 boxes of cereal, 5 lbs of sugar,and a one gal. bottle of pancake syrup . turned a cake saver upside down and with his hands mashed the cake to bits and crumbs. I let him live. but what a mess I had.

Ha ha these are funny stories!

When I first got married, I made my husband a Tuna casserole. He took one bite, rolled his eyes, and needless to say, I never served it to him again. I still like it, though - lol!

On our honeymoon, we rented a cabin in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. I was baking choco chip cookies, and we, um, got distracted and they burned.