I’m not a foodie by any means, but I don’t mind experimenting and I’m fairly good at following directions, so if I find an interesting recipe I have no problem in giving it a go. However, I still have to consider myself an amateur, as the following story might indicate.
Sunday evening I’m working on a chicken slow-cooker recipe out of an America’s Test Kitchen cookbook (love their stuff). My wife’s in the other room playing with the kiddo and I’m preparing the meal. It’s a spicy one with curry and jalapeño peppers, neither of which I’d ever cooked with before. I add the curry powder and then stem, seed, and mince the peppers. Immediately afterward, I notice that my lips are tingling. I know I’m cooking with some hot stuff, so I proceed to rinse my hands under the faucet and rub my face, hoping to get the spices off.
You’ll notice that at no point did I use any soap – I thought water would do the trick. No such luck; now my entire face feels like I dunked it in a volcano, and I realize that the oil or juice from the jalapeños that was on my hands is now spread all over my face, nose, and eyes. I furiously scrub my face with soap, so much so that my eyes started burning from the soap as well as the jalapeño juice. At this point I’m a complete burning, weeping mess, and I had to dash upstairs and jump in the shower and forcibly hold my hands at my sides to keep from clawing my face off.
I seriously doubt Julia Child ever had to deal with this sort of thing.
In case you were wondering, the chicken dish turned out great.