I forgot to add pepper.
Ate it for a while wondering what the Bleep was wrong with the rice before a noticed

Adding locust beans (iru) to noodles.

I couldn't even eat it.

Normal thing
Too much salt

Just a little more salt, just a little more salt, Oya put small more.

It ended in tears.

Naturally, the kitchen is not my favourite place... so, I can't relate with what y'all are saying. To put it simply: I can't cook. I don't even bother with that either.

Meanwhile, I will just waste some time here reading "testimonies".

Amuse. Don't bore me.

Poured Kerosene inside fried rice instead of groundnut oil

I remember then when I was a boy , my father told me to cook, fried rice for him, na so I carry oil , put am for pot , put am ontop fire begin park raw rice put inside, lol,

Excess or less salt.
Still do.

na wa

Not pounding the Afang( ogazi) before cooking it.
Ended up chewing strands of the leaves like a ruminant.

After cooking egusi soup. As I was bringing it down from the stove, everything poured down...I felt like crying.

Like around 20yrs back, me and my igede friends together with my immediate junior sister went to osun river in our town to fetch all those tiny river snails(not the flat one oo, the round one... we normally called it kòrògbíngbín)

We brought the little we could fetch home and we tried to make fire on the normal fire spot called ADIRO in yoruba.

We succeeded in making the fire but finding the pot to use in frying it became a mirage as all pots were filled with one content or the other.

We had successfully stole the palm oyel and salt(dos are d only ingredients needed ) but we couldn't locate a single pot to carry out our assignment.

then we resorted into using a plastic, we poured an oyel and put the plastic on the fire....gbam!!! in a second we couldn't find the plastic, we didn't even know if it was stolen from the fire or it got burnt but we saw it wen it caught fire


After some minutes of rumination, Orshom(my igede nigga) went to his mama room to turn away the content in one of his mama's pot., we washed it as we could and put on fire.

we have bn hearing that palm oyel needed to b made hot before tins should b added, den we tried to do our own.

as we saw that smoke is already coming from the pot(now we had added oyel) den we put all the korogbingbins inside... vooooom ..everything catch fire inside the pot

Oku babanla eni to maa lo so potu kale

After everything got burnt patapata, the fire quenched..CHAIIII OUR POT DON TURN TO BITUMEN..

We tried to was it but na lie, e no gree wash.

If u do dis, u know the next tin African parent would do to u naw

My nyash no go forget that day even if i do.

Digitiminimi:
I mistakenly added salt twice to a melon soup.

Too much salt is the commonest mistake.

YummySuits:
Poured Kerosene inside fried rice instead of groundnut oil

What happens to the odour of the kerosene, if I may put it that way?

Didn't you pick up the odour before pouring it in?

I poured liquid soap instead of groundnut oil into a heated fry pan

One time, My mom made moi moi and totally forgot to put groundnut oil.
She didn't remember at all until she had wrapped Every thing and put it on fire.
That was how the whole family ate it

My mistake ....i Ate the whole food in the process of testing for maggi and salt while the food is still on the fire.Op nbok if there is no better thread to bring kuku ma go n rest lau

iyke926:
This was back in undergrad days, I cooked a bitter bitterleaf soup. The seller didn't wash the leaves well and I didn't know about tasting the bitterleaf and re-washing it. After cooking, the soup was fvcking bitter like chloroquine. Chai! When my course mate called from another hostel, to know how far with the food. I told him soup never done o

In other words you ended up preparing a new herbal remedy for malaria instead of bitterleaf soup.

Not totally a bad a thing if you ask me.

iyke926:
This was back in undergrad days, I cooked a bitter bitterleaf soup. The seller didn't wash the leaves well and I didn't know about tasting the bitterleaf and re-washing it. After cooking, the soup was fvcking bitter like chloroquine. Chai! When my course mate called from another hostel, to know how far with the food. I told him soup never done o

I laugh chloroquinically
Atleast you're immune to Covid-19

Baryern munic VS Chelsea 2nd loading Leh me goan read comments while waiting for UEFA to resume the second leg

mansakhalifa:


In other words you ended up preparing a new herbal remedy for malaria instead of bitterleaf soup.

Not totally a bad a thing if you ask me.

Forget to add salt

Wanted to make eba but used Granulated Sugar instead. It was dark sha... Simply wasted one mudu of sugar meant for baking.

I poured enough salt inside my pap...though it was sugar!

And that was the last pap in the house

mansakhalifa:


In other words you ended up preparing a new herbal remedy for malaria instead of bitterleaf soup.

Not totally a bad a thing if you ask me.

The meats were even bitter sef

Una own fine.Na my girlfriend Amaka for aba.was a sunday after borrowing money to do stew with one fowl we kill.After our vigorous indoor exercise i was lying on bed waiting for my amaka to dish stew after boiling rice.

Guys i begin dey perceive coffee kai i cum wake up immediately. This girl put raw coffee on my shelf as sauce.condemned the whole stew.
Was given a RED card immediately.

Cooked beans while sleepy. I can't forget that day in a hurry. Prepped beans in my kitchen and laid on the bed to sleep. I was starving and sleepy at the same time and knew I'd have nightmares if I skipped dinner.


Not too long, my entire apartment was engulfed in smoke from the burning beans and I had no idea. I had not slept for two straight days over an exam I was preparing for and I had not the faintest idea what was happening in my kitchen.

My neighbours noticed the heavy smoke filtering from my apartment, banged on my door repeatedly, only for me to wake up drowsy, walked to the door and told them I was doing it on puporse, then went back to sleep!

My kitchen was near flames that day. I luckily got up later when the noise was much outside my apartment. My neighbours were staging a break in as they suspected all wasn't well. Strangely, I got up and went to the kitchen, put out the gas then went back to sleep.

I slept through the smoke, didn't choke or cough for a minute. I couldn't believe my eyes the next morning. The burnt beans was rock solid burnt in the pot that I had to throw the pot away.

Letting my food burn

enemmo:


Ah..we poured it away, it was really tasteless. I think we made another one. Thank God things were much better then in Nigeria

So, in the economic situation of present-day Nigeria, you guys would have gone on to eat the "bubbly stew" regardless, right?

One iya agbo gave me snuff for tooth ache, so when i got home I mistakenly kept it on the kitchen table.
So that evening, my kid bro was cooking beans and saw the snuff thinking it was dry pepper, poured almost everything inside the beans, not until the snuff start reacting on the beans the guy noticed say the matter don pass people matter.
We had to wash the beans again and continued where we stopped.