I'm allowed another bad title pun. You'll see why in a minute.
The basement cleaning that inspired Wordle art also unearthed some long forgotten items. One such discovery was a set of metal barbecue skewers we received six years ago as part of a wedding gift. When I found them I was excited. The bamboo version tends to incinerate, despite a 24-hour soaking. Like so...
These metal skewers were flat, so the meat wouldn't spin, and had a sliding collar so you could slip the kebab contents directly onto plates. As I said, I was very excited and promptly used them at a birthday party I was hosting.
Astute readers will have noted my use of the past tense. Why? Turns out the handles of these skewers were attached with the same plastic material used in my defunct cafetiera. And we all know how heat resistant that was.
Need a closer look? Oh well. At least the collar protected the meat.
And when I tried to lift the skewer? Ooey-gooey hilarity ensued.
Uh, happy birthday, Sheila. Ignore the smell of scorching plastic and the meconium-like substance oozing from the skewer.
It all seems so unfair, especially since we had three -- yes three -- salads that evening. (Honest!)
I don't know who designed these dissolving handles, but if I ever find out, I will hunt them down and eat homemade pralines and cream ice cream in front of them and not offer to share. That would teach them!
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6 comments:
Wow! YOu're tough. Remind me never to try to pull one over on you.
I have to say though, that is one serious design flaw. One thing I've done with the bamboo/wooden style skewers is to wrap the exposed bits with tin foil. That seems to help limit charring.
You have to wonder who would have designed or manufactured anything like that -- and I'm guessing that the person who gave you that gift was not a cook.
I bought a pair of shish-kebab skewers at a garage sale years ago. The handles are wooden and they have no guards, but the business ends are so long that I never thread food all the way.
Claire @ http://culinary-colorado.blogspot.com
Design flaw, indeed, Dana! I'm sure no one tested them on a live barbecue. They melted quickly and the grill wasn't all that hot.
Claire, I've no idea if the gift giver liked to cook, but I didn't notice the plastic until it was too late because it never occurred to me anyone would put plastic on a cooking implement. I just assumed it was black metal.
And we all know who "assume" makes an ass of...
"meconium-like substance". Not something you see every day on a food blog - hysterical. Sorry 'bout the shish. It seems the ice cream saved the day.
I'm with lisa magicsprinkles on this one. I can't believe you're allowed to write the word meconium and I got in trouble for using the word pus on my blog. Your readers are obviously of hardier stock than mine.
Love the analogy, though. If the shoe fits...
Yes, Lisa. The ice cream definitely helped.
Cheryl, maybe you'd have gotten away with "pus" if you'd closed off with dessert? Either that or people don't use the term "meconium" often enough to have a visceral reaction to it.
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