Burnt Frozen Hotdogs

[Midlife]

A long time ago, in a land far far to the left, four guys shared a rented house while in college. Two of them were short-order chefs or assistant chefs in fairly good restaurants. Myself? I learned how to cook reasonably well as I grew up. The fourth couldn't figure out how to boil water if his life depended upon it.

Anyway, we decided to share all food expenses and to work in teams of two: two of us would cook; the other two would clean up. This lasted a week, and then we changed partners. All was great until the guy who didn't know how to cook was paired with an ass't chef who couldn't be home that night due to work at the restaurant. He decided to make hot-dogs. He took the hot-dogs out of the freezer and put them onto a cast iron skillet already heated up. The hot dogs got seared on the outside, but were still frozen on the inside. And that's how the meal was presented to us.

Do you know what it is like when you bite into a frozen (but scorched) hot dog? It's something you truly don't expect.

After that incident, I vowed I'd learn how to cook even better. I pity the poor soul who was clueless...I hope he married someone who knew which restaurant to select each night.

 

[sigtauenus]

That is hilarious!

I also did the shared food expenses in college, and it worked out really well, but all of us knew how to cool pretty good and we had one guy who was over the top even though not taking any culinary classes. It works out really well, whoever goes to the grocery store pays at the time, everybody can eat anything in the kitchen, and at the end of the month you turn in the receipts and it gets calculated into rent and utilities. Simple example is if I paid the rent and had a receipt for $100 groceries, and you had a receipt for $200 groceries, you paid me rent/2-$50, so it works out that we both paid the same for rent and the same for groceries.

Best night was when one of the roommates was out with his girlfriend and they were driving behind somebody who hit a deer. They saw the deer jump off into the woods, and they pulled over in their truck and followed it. They went maybe 50-100 feet into the treeline and found it, grabbed a K-bar from the truck, slit its throat and gutted it, and then brought it back to the townhouse. The 4 of us then spent the evening butchering it in the kitchen sink and packing it in the freezer and marinating steaks, etc. We ate like kings for a good 2-3 weeks.

 

[turq66]

Roadkill Roundup ! woohoo :weas

 

[Kats66Pny]

Mmmmm Bambi burgers