THE kitchen is the most dangerous place in the house, and with our national cooking obsession is not likely to get any safer soon.
Speaking of, my little “painted the ceiling” poet is cleaning up after his latest “foodie foray”.
The brews that bruise…
Secret ingredients to the final clove,
Pressure cooker lovingly loaded.
Gently simmering on the stove,
The entire thing exploded.
It wasn’t any illegal stuff,
Toxic chemicals or hazardous fuels.
Experiments can get quite rough,
Such are “my kitchen gruels”.