|Grisly remains. RIP, dear little rice pot.|
O dear god, I just got distracted (not by porn, oddly enough.) and burned a pot of rice, the stench of which is so bad I’m considering abandoning ship. The whole sad affair brought to mind the only kitchen tip I was ever handed before I moved of my parents’ home for life on my own. Of course, it was not produced by my mother, who assumed I would have some little wifey to handle all that domestic stuff and thus didn’t need to be equipped with any. Hilarious. Instead, the mother of a friend came across with this:
If you’re cooking something in a pot with a lid and you smell it burning, do not take the lid off. Instead, fill the sink with cold water as fast as possible and carefully put the pot in.
The pot will make this terrific and scary hissing noisy, but if you’re lucky, you can often salvage the contents. Not tonight, since what I have is some kind of carbohydrate-based charcoal now, but sometimes. Also, pay attention to the part about “do not take the lid off.” Your first reaction to the stink is to think “Is that burning?” and want to look to check. Do not fall for that. If you can smell the smoke, it’s burning.
I can’t tell you how many times that little gem has come in handy, although possibly more handy would be the one that goes “Do not leave the fucking kitchen when you’ve got a pot on the stove, idiot.”