We still tease my mother about the time she discovered cumin and cooked everything with it for four years with it. Like, even pancakes. We call it the time of enchiladas.
It was good, just everything tasted like enchiladas. Coulda been worse.
At least my kid remembers quite a few things from that time. She sometimes goes "remember when I was crying so much.." following by an increasingly detailed description of a situation until I do remember. And then she tells me what the issue was back then, which she didn't have the ability to explain yet back then.
Legit though. I got my finger slammed in the car door but luckily it didn't lock like that. I could see bone. Even theoretical, thinking about the door locking makes me panic a bit.
I was about the same age when my mom got my finger in the car door. We were getting ice cream and my dad sent be from the window of the shop to go deliver moms to her. The door closed on it, but thankfully didn't lock. I just had to knock on the door with my other hand (she was inside) to get her to open it.
Very painful but no permanent injury.
Ever since, when I've been in a similar situation, I either pass through the open window or I actually step into the swing path of the door.
Something like 20 years ago, my dad made meatloaf and cooked ketchup into it, since we always coated it in ketchup anyway. Problem was it was that green colored ketchup that was popular then. The result: sickly green ass lookin meatloaf no one would touch.
If the 24 year old rotten hunk of meat I call a brain can be trusted. Heinze made some weird colored ketchup in the late 90s early 00s, I believe they we're purple, green, and I believe blue. They were weird and I remember atleast one instance when I was like 4 that my great uncles mixed the purple one in with mustard which looked nasty as shit to fuck with my great grandfather while camping.
This is an old post, and sometimes little kids do remember being a baby. My kid is 6 now and losing his baby memories but he used to tell me he wants to go back to certain places we went to "before (he) could talk" which started at 2. He described going on a boat to an island, something he had literally only ever done one time as a baby and we didn't have any photos of. And lots of other things, that's just an example. He doesn't remember it now but he did when he was 4.5.
I burned like 6 grilled cheeses the other day... Fuck induction stoves man. Damned thing goes from barely warm to nuclear reactor if you blink at it the wrong way.
If you're not used to cooking with induction it's a bit of a learning curve. It gets warm very quickly so your timings are different. I burnt a ton of food learning to cook with induction, but once you get the hang of it, it's super convenient.
Yep we give my mom shit about forgetting to cook the lasagna after she cut her finger damn near off, It's been like 20 years and she had a good excuse.