a flaming food processor, a larabar disaster, and The Pampered Chef

{UPDATE · April 13, 2011}

GIVEAWAY

GIVEAWAY IS NOW CLOSED · The winner is Kim with the comment, “Too funny! This is totally my life.”

Thanks to the amazing folks at The Pampered Chef, not only do you have a chance to help me win a $3500 Pampered Chef Shopping spree and a $125 SpaFinder certificate and a chance for you to win the same through The Pampered Chef Facebook page but NOW I have been given an Easy Brie-zy Pizza Set (valued at $115) to giveaway to one of you during this contest! You know how I love pizza and this Pizza set that includes a pizza stone, garlic press, pizza wheel, sauces, spices, recipes and more is going to be a great addition to any kitchen!

Well Make this quick and simple,
TO ENTER TO WIN THE PAMPERED CHEF PIZZA SET FROM IN SOCK MONKEY SLIPPERS:

  1. Leave a comment at the end of this post telling me your funniest or not so funny kitchen disaster story and If you don’t have one just say hi! All previous comments will be honored and included in this giveaway.
  2. “LIKE” In Sock Monkey Slippers on Facebook and leave a seperate comment telling me you did so.

The winner of the Easy Brie-zy Pizza Set will be chosen randomly, on Friday, April 15 at noon and will be notified by e-mail.

GIVEAWAY IS NOW CLOSED

 

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in sock monkey slippers and the pampered chef {april 11,2011}

A few days ago, The Pampered Chef, contacted me to share my funniest kitchen disaster story and to be a part of their Spill It! Contest celebrating Mother’s Day. The Spill It! contest will feature stories by six food bloggers, and you will decide the winner by who has the most comments posted to their story. I had to stop and laugh because every day is a disaster in the kitchen with a 22 pound, 2-year-old girl and a 70 pound, 2-year-old lab running under your feet. Of course, I had the perfect story that happened not too long ago–as In Sock Monkey Slippers fans on Twitter and Facebook can attest to when I shouted out for help with a “burning” question. If you enjoy, or can relate in any way–which I’m sure you can–to this story, please comment at the end of this post and help me when the Spill It! contest and the $3,500 Pampered Chef prize! Don’t you just love The Pampered Chef?! What’s your funniest kitchen disaster?

Follow along with this contest and keep up with all of us on The Pampered Chef’s Facebook page. “LIKE” The Pampered Chef’s Facebook page to stay on top of upcoming info and tips and share your funniest kitchen story too!

a flaming food processor and a larabar disaster

For a while now I have had a “drop everything” craving for Larabars. Their chewy naturally sweet goodness has attracted me like a moth to a flame, so much so you would think I was pregnant. My favorite Larabar is the cherry pie one. For those of you who have no clue what I’m talking about, a Larabar is a snack bar with just a few ingredients and no added sugar or preservatives. Oh, how I loooove them, and decided with how this family goes through snack bars I needed to make my own.

With dried cherries, dates and almonds in hand and the little girl asleep and Jack the lab outside playing I set out to make my Larabar masterpiece. I laid out all of my ingredients and pulled out my trusty little, little, little 3 cup food processor.

It was a beautiful day. Adam Carroll was on the iPod, the birds were singing and I’m sure if I were Snow White dwarfs would be whistling somewhere. It wasn’t until…chunk, clunk, verrrrrommmm, chunk, chunk, chunk. My trusty little food processor filled with dates and cherries and almondy goodness started jumping off the counter. And then my worst fears happened. My little kitchen appliance went up in flames.

“What the?!!!!” was all that was going through my mind as I batted the flames out with a towel; not the brightest idea, mind you, because now I have a burnt towel. With disaster averted, I took a moment to regroup. Then the silence was shattered when our fire alarm finally went off. This set off the domino effect. I’m cursing to high heaven worried that the BEEP BEEP BEEP screaming through our house is going to wake up Mia when I’m startled by Jack jumping on our kitchen window tearing the screen to bits, then knocking over the water fountain by the window in the herb garden. I then hear “hack, hack, hack” as our ever so nervous cat, Athens, vomits in the bedroom. Ahh! Are you kidding me?

As I run outside to calm our dog down I slip and fall on something slippery and wet in the bedroom. “No, No, No, It can’t be.” Oh yes, Meredith, it is. You have just fell and busted your behind in cat vomit. Right then the situation gets worse as I smell smoke coming from the kitchen. The food processor is smoking. Huge puffs of smoke billowing from my kitchen.

I grab it off the counter by the cord and toss it out to the front patio. From the window I watch with phone in hand to call 911. And of course, instead of doing the smart thing and calling 911 I get on Facebook and twitter calling out for help.

Instead of embarrassing myself to a group of hunky firemen, crisis was averted once again as my awesome friends on Facebook and Twitter told me to pour baking soda on it or just run.

Quite once resumed as I stood by the door to make sure the fire was truly out. I then realize that by a miracle Mia is still asleep and I could actually go sit on the couch and recover from this fiasco. But life is never that simple, is it? The moment my tush hits the cushion and my tension starts to melt….”MOMMY!!!”

Oh well, back to motherhood I go with my bruised hiney and a house that smells like burnt plastic.

Spill it with me! For your chance to win the prize, please share your own disaster story on www.facebook.com/ThePamperedChef (under the “contests” tab) before Friday at noon! And If you can relate to my story or you just want to say “thanks for the laugh” let me know by leaving me a comment and passing this along! One of the 6 bloggers will win and one of you will win! Here’s to all of the moms out there who are just trying to make it through the day! Have a good one!

Homemade Cherry Larabars….sort of

  • 2  cups pitted dates
  • 1 cup dried cherries
  • 1/2 cup almonds
  • 1/2 cup walnuts
  • 1 tsp vanilla
  • 1/2 tsp sea salt
  • 1/2 cup dark chocolate chips

  1. In a large, high powered food processor, combine dates, cherries, almonds, walnuts, vanilla, and salt. Process in pulses until thoroughly chopped. Or, you can simply spend 30 minutes or so chopping all ingredients by hand, as I have done.
  2. With your hands, form the mixture into a 1 inch thick rectangle.
  3. Next, cut to desired shape with a knife. I choose to do small bite size squares but this recipe will make 10 4 inch long bars.
  4. Place the chocolate chips in a microwave safe bowl and microwave for 3o seconds. Stir and repeat for another 30 seconds or until the chocolate is melted.
  5. Dip each bar halfway into the chocolate mixture and place on parchment or wax paper.
  6. Allow the chocolate to cool and harden.
  7. EAT!

 


    Comments

  • Kelli


    I LOVE that you are the only one in the contest not trying to bribe for comments! If this were a “real” contest you would win because I love your story! Hilarious! And I think your blog is super cute!

    • In Sock Monkey Slippers


      awe, thanks but I caved! It wasn’t until a couple of days ago that I was generously offered a pizza stone set to giveaway by the pampered chef! So cross your fingers that you win one lady! Thank you though for the kind words!

  • Greg


    Saw your site on the Pampered Chef FaceBook page. Your story is my favorite!!!! I once burnt fish so bad that I couldn’t get the smell out of my house for weeks.

  • Kristen


    I love that you turned to Facebook and Twitter for help instead of the hunky firemen ;)hehe
    Great story – love your blog :)

  • Amy


    Love your story. Sounds a little too familiar to me. I’ve had some doozies too.

    • In Sock Monkey Slippers


      Thank you Amy! With as much time as we spend in the kitchen we are bound to have some good stories, right?

  • Maggie


    LOVE this one! first one i’ve read (and i’ve already read all six) that i actually laughed out loud while i was reading it…and even made the “ewww” face when reading of your slip onto your backside. hope you win!

    • In Sock Monkey Slippers


      Hahaha! Thanks. Hope I didn’t gross you out too much. Sadly, I’m used to it.

  • Btrflywmn


    I love your story, thanks for the laugh. I’m a terrible cook, I burn everything.

    • In Sock Monkey Slippers


      you are welcome and burning is a form of cooking! So you can still call yourself an expert cook!

  • Clarissa


    I seriously laughed out loud reading your story! I’ve had too many kitchen disasters to count!

  • Sarah V.


    Oh my goodness! That’s quite a story! Although I’ve never had a kitchen disaster that involved fire (knock on wood), I totally know that feeling when you finally get to relax for a MOMENT and then the kid wakes up and any hope of relaxation is gone.

    Thanks for the laugh!

  • Darcy


    Love it,Remember PC stands for Pampered Chef, not Perfect Chef, but you seem to bounce right back. Great story!

  • Regina Edwards


    If all previous comments will be accepted, then I am hoping you already know I am a huge fan of you on Facebook! =)

  • Mandy


    One morning, I decided to make homemade oatmeal. Not the quick cook crap, but REAL oatmeal. Set about doing so. Cooked it to a beautiful consistency and TURNED THE GAS BURNERS OFF. Added some cream, fresh blueberries and LEANED OVER THE TOP OF THE STOVE to reach the brown sugar.(What nut job decides somebody needs cabinets THAT high DIRECTLY over your drop-in gas range?) Sprinkled brown sugar and enjoyed my oatmeal. Locked the dogs in the kennel and left for work. Returned much later in the day at the same time as my former volunteer firefighter husband. He opened the front door before me and immediately told me, “Back up, back up! Get out by the curb, there’s gas in the house.” All I could think of was “THE DOGS! THE CAT!”. Ryan held his breath and released them. Amazingly they seemed fine. The weiner dog looked a little bumfuzzled but he’s never been the brightest crayon in the box to begin with. Ryan called the fire department. Who arrived in a very loud, red, conspicuous truck at a very conspicuous time of day. They opened windows and doors and went thru the house with their little gas meter thingy. Turns out, in my reaching for sugar, I accidently turned one of the gas knobs a few millimeters and we essentially had a slow gas leak all day. Needless to say, I was mortified. Especially since my concerned (ie NOSEY) neighbors started showing up on the sidewalk wondering what was going on. Moral of the story? Sugar can kill. Really.

  • marcy


    I’m a habitual popcorn burner!

  • kelli


    I love your blog! I’m a new follower on fb!

  • marcy


    I’m a fb follower too!

  • piper


    So FUNNY! I love pampered chef products!

  • piper


    I’ve been a face book follower for awhile!

  • nichole


    Love it!

  • Nancy r


    FUNNY! Thanks for the laugh. I think your story is the funniest of them all/ Good Luck!

  • Danielle S.


    When pregnant with daughter #1 I had a craving for some hot wings. I decided to fry them in oil on the stove, so I turned the pot of oil on med, med high and pulled out my frozen wings…. Little did I know at the time, but that was two big no nos– frozen wings and turning oil up so high. I plopped in the first 2 or 3 wings and whoosh!!!! The oil boiled over, hit the hot eye and flames shot up about 3 feet in the air!!! I freaked out and started screaming for my husband who was sleeping on the couch in the other room. He ran in there, turned the eye off and removed the pot from the eye. Disaster averted. I am such a bonehead, haha. The only damage was to the range hood, permenantly singed from my kitchen disaster. Let’s just say that we’re not a deep fried wings house anymore, we’re more of the baking kind… :-P

    Dscorziello@gmail.com

  • Danielle S.


    I follow you on FB

    Danielle S.

    Dscorziello@gmail.com

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