|By Thebaker (Thebaker) on Sunday, August 04, 2002 - 05:56 pm: Edit|
I burnt my forhead with a sizzle platter the other day and have been the butt of jokes for a few days but I have also heard some funny burn storys
anyone have any?
One cook told me he had taken a pot out of the oven put in on the counter and went down to get another and got the hot handle across his face..(ouch)
|By Chefmanny (Chefmanny) on Sunday, August 04, 2002 - 07:28 pm: Edit|
This guy I worked with was doing qualudes one night and he fell asleep standing; and fell right onto the grill.....no diamond marks but good grill marks in any case!!!
|By Chefmanny (Chefmanny) on Sunday, August 04, 2002 - 07:30 pm: Edit|
How about when you reach deep in the oven and everything is cool reaching in but, coming out you hit the top, bottom, and sides at least twice!
What did you say those long sleeves were for Chef???
|By Chefgbs (Chefgbs) on Sunday, August 04, 2002 - 09:37 pm: Edit|
I'd rather have burns than wear those big ole sissy mitts.
|By Corey (Corey) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 02:41 am: Edit|
I worked at a pizza place for a few years, I had a long moustache and kept it styled with moustache wax, and you know how hot a pizza oven gets? one day I was really busy and without thinking, shoved my face into the oven to check on a customers order, all I felt was the usual blast of hot air and thought nothing of it, but people started looking at me really strange, later I went to the restroom and happened to look into the mirror, one side of the moustache was just gone, just bright red skin, and the other side was all wierd and twisted and sticking out like a horn, I bet people thought I was a deranged madman that day.
|By Snuffaluff (Snuffaluff) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 10:59 am: Edit|
The worst is being an idiot and not laying the pieces of chicken in the hot oil to fry, but instead slightly dropping them... OUCHY is that oil HOT... and the burn seems to last twice as long. Here's a tip for burns though, and it sounds crazy, but it works... put salt on it. The salt will not only soak up the blister juice, but will actually take the "heat" out as well. Works on sunburns too. =)
|By Mbw (Mbw) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 12:30 pm: Edit|
Wood burning oven.
I was cooking on a mesquite grill that we started with 2 bags (80lbs) of charcoal. I was thinking I was in the hottest station until I needed something fom the pizza cook.
wood burning ovens take the cake.
BTW Those "Fire" walkers DON'T walk on mesquite. I don't care HOW in tune you are it will cook your feet. They use a soft cool burning wood, wait until the ash is bult up, dim the lights so it looks hot AND ROLL TAPE!
I hear a story of a CCA Chef that used to pick a quarter out of a deep fryer basket with his bear hands. Only a few minutes of redness... No kidding...
Try it! And post yur results!
|By Peachcreek (Peachcreek) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 04:01 pm: Edit|
The oddest place I ever burned myself was burning my inner arm and armpit. I worked at a microbrewery where the mash tun and kettle were right in the kitchen. When the kettle would boil over who ever was closest would slide the lid back so the foam would subside. When I had first started I happened to be close to the kettle when it started boiling over. Someone hollered to move the lid, so I stepped up on the stepstool and REACHED OVER THE KETTLE WHILE I PUSHED THE LID BACK. REALLY STUPID IDEA! The puff of hot steam and sticky sweet malt foam stuck to a 4" sq. of under my arm. Ouch. Oh well. I guessed I've earned my beer.
|By Point83702 (Point83702) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 05:28 pm: Edit|
The most stupid, by far, burn i have ever recieved was when I first began cooking and decided to add potatoes to a boilling soup by pressing cooked and chilled red potatoes through a fryer basket into the hot liquid. To be efficient I just put the basket over the soup, hooked on the edge of the pot and began to push. The potatoes were a little under-cooked so I had to push hard until the hook that held the basket to the side of the pot broke and both hands and arms splashed straight into the boiling gruel. It splashed on my face too. I worked the whole shift, too embarassed to leave. It hurt like hell, but actually lightened up the mood of the kitchen for several days.
|By George (George) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 05:55 pm: Edit|
I was working at a place where the Saucier was glazing about 40 hams for a party. He was dunking them in a big swiss brazer full of the sugar glazing concoction.
I'm not sure why but for some reason he reached into the bubbling mess and tried to pick up one with his hand.
The result the now famous "Glazed Hand".
The burns were awful but he just soaked the hand in cold water and kept working. The next day they made him get medial attention for it but I don't think he missed any time.
|By George (George) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 06:05 pm: Edit|
At the same place I worked big number banquets. Just about everything was done on 16 and 18 inch heavy sterling plate ovals. They were kept in big fires boxes with dozens of sternos and in steam boxes under the line, also with sternos. Even wearing the sleaves down on the coats and using lots of side towels you always ended the night with "sargent stripes" going up the insides of your arms, not to mention hand burns. I had them for almost a year after I left there. Sure is a glamorous business.
|By Thebaker (Thebaker) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 06:19 pm: Edit|
After a day in the ocean my forhead burn has healed nicely...
Now people will stop staring
|By Chefspike (Chefspike) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 07:39 pm: Edit|
Spilling hot pastry cream on my Mr. Johnson.
I carry the scars to this day.......
emotional ones too.
|By Mbw (Mbw) on Monday, August 05, 2002 - 10:06 pm: Edit|
I was working a wedding (1988) where the boss brought only ONE filet mignon for 125 people. Sure we were doing mini sandwiches, but still. The other item we were serving was crepes filled with shrimp newberg, or chowmein (sp?) (Concept?).
But I digress
She had run out of the "expensive" sterno, and only had a bottle of liquid to use, so she filled the empty regular strerno cans with liquid sterno.
The party was a bust! The brides mother got ZIP to eat, and I had to search the clients fridge to feed the parents. My efforts were noticed but in vain.
After all of the food was gone we started packing up. I decided to smother the sterno with a side towel as I always do. A few seconds and it is out right?? WRONG!!! When I lifted the side towel not only was the fire still lit, the towel had soaked up the liquid, and was now dripping (streaming) hot flaming sterno all over the buffet table.
DON'T PANIC I said to myself. I figured I had enough time to clear the table and wrap up the fire in the cloth. The owner saw me calmly moving stuff off of a burning table, ran over screaming, grabbed a linen and began frantically fanning the flames with it. The fire roared up and she yelled "When there is a fire you have to MOVE!!" As she was a complete idiot I just nodded. Besides when she knocked me out of the way screaming I decided to let it all burn..
After the party was over she informed me that the parents went out of ther way to tip ME an extra $20 for doing such a great job. They gave it to her to give to me, (to make a point I guess) but she had spent it on the burnt linen. Ahem! I held out and told her I would take it on my next check..
No injury but for sure a stupid burn story.
Funny thing too she had gone on, and on before the event about how rich and important these guys were to her, and then brought so little food. ?????
|By Ladycake (Ladycake) on Thursday, September 12, 2002 - 10:52 am: Edit|
I know this is an old thread but I wanted to add my .02. I carry the obvious scar to this day... I was working at 5000 feet elevation and was having trouble caramelizing sugar. It crystalized so I was impatiently breaking it off the sides of the pan to remelt it (a process I seemed to repeat a lot at that elevation and could never figure out why) when a large chunk broke off. The chunk splashed into the caramelized sugar, splashed up onto my glasses, across my forehead and onto my chef's hat. Thank God for the glasses or I would be blind. The chunk out of my forehead was clean which was fortunate because the urgent care unit said to come in immediately but when we said I was 20 minutes away, they said, "Oh, well, tell her to see her doctor in the morning, we close in 10 minutes." The hazards of living in the mountains (and being really stupid). lol Guys, would you tell me how to start a new thread, I would like to do that and don't have a clue. (I know that leaves me wide open, but be kind.)
|By George (George) on Thursday, September 12, 2002 - 11:28 am: Edit|
"Would you tell me how to start a new thread?"
I can do that-
Go to the appropriate forum for the thread-
Scroll all the way down to the bottom of the forum and there is a button labeled-
Create New Conversation
Click it and it will bring up a form where you enter a name for the thread and the first message.
|By Ladycake (Ladycake) on Friday, September 13, 2002 - 11:00 am: Edit|
Thanks George....guess I'm on my way now.
|By Tamerkidd (Tamerkidd) on Saturday, September 14, 2002 - 02:11 pm: Edit|
Here's one for you,
This Italian restaurant I worked at a few years back, I was the pasta guy and each day I would carry several large stockpots across the kitchen to drain the pasta in the sinks, On this particular day I was carrying a pot that was easily 27 litres of boiling water, now I'm not the biggest guy and carrying this pot was kinda difficult, by the time I got to the sink and was about to drain, my feet started to slip in front of me, and in that split second I envisioned myself falling on the floor having the stockpot fall directly on my hips both crushing and scalding me, so w/out waiting, I dropped the pot, doing so regaining my balance, when my torso thrust over the pot receiving in my face, on my arms and hands the splash of boiling water from the pot hitting the floor.
Coulda been worse, so I kept working