General Music Chat

Zip,

It was cooking oil that had caught fire. I should have wet a towel and laid it over the pan, but the flames were up to the ceiling, and black smoke made it hard to see, and I didn't think I had time to find a towel and wet it. Plus, the back door was right off the kitchen, so it seemed best to me, to be REAAAAALLY careful and walk the pan outside. But when I yelled to my step son to open the door, he opened the front door instead of the back door, and that delay, made me sit the pan down on the counter, so I could open the door myself. When I picked it back up, I slipped on some oil that had already bubbled over, and it tilted the pan enough to pour the flaming oil all over my hands.


Chippy, thanks brother!

Holy crap Craig I guess you've been annointed with oils!

When I first moved in with my ex-wife she tried to make french fries. She filled the pan all the way with oil and put the gas burner on high. As you can imagine, the stove and carpet in the kitchen caught fire. Luckily there was a box of baking soda nearby which I used to smother most of the flames. I did most of the cooking after that.

Holy crap Craig I guess you've been annointed with oils!

LMAO... smartass!

Luckily there was a box of baking soda nearby which I used to smother most of the flames.

We didn't have any baking soda unfortunately. And I knew enough not to put water on an oil fire. I should have done the damp towel thing, in hindsight.

I did most of the cooking after that.

LOL - I don't blame you!

Knew it Craig, FFS! You ok?
I had a lovely girlfriend some years back, she went into dark kitchen a spilled hot oil all over her lovely legs. And my God I loved her.

Hey kick out some songs. And if................... You wish? I'd like to work with you.
Keep those hands safe Craig ok mate?
Speak soon.
Wellness.

Chipfryer.

Zip,

It was cooking oil that had caught fire. I should have wet a towel and laid it over the pan, but the flames were up to the ceiling, and black smoke made it hard to see, and I didn't think I had time to find a towel and wet it. Plus, the back door was right off the kitchen, so it seemed best to me, to be REAAAAALLY careful and walk the pan outside. But when I yelled to my step son to open the door, he opened the front door instead of the back door, and that delay, made me sit the pan down on the counter, so I could open the door myself. When I picked it back up, I slipped on some oil that had already bubbled over, and it tilted the pan enough to pour the flaming oil all over my hands.


Chippy, thanks brother!