Mundane cases of mistaken identity (in the kitchen)

[QUOTE=jackdavinci]
In my youth I used baking soda instead of baking powder while making microwave cookies. They made pretty electrical arcs inside in the microwave :slight_smile:
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I thought baking powder was just baking soda + cream of tartar? How would that alter the cookies’ properties in the microwave?

[QUOTE=Batsinma Belfry]
While making chili, I grabbed the cinnamon instead of the chili powder. Only a small amount went in before I caught myself. the result was so yummy, I now put a pinch of cinnamon in every batch.
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I once mistakenly put cayenne pepper in my pancakes instead of cinnamon to similar results.

My grandmother makes excellent perogies, but one time she didn’t have enough sour cream for the filling (sour cream and cheddar) so she used a mix of sour cream and yogurt. We probably wouldn’t even have noticed, except she inadvertently used french vanilla flavored yogurt instead of plain. The perogies were definitely still edible, but that had an unusual, slight sweet taste.

I once bought a little paper-wrapped wedge of cheese from a supermarket in Italy, to eat with my foccacia. Well, I thought it was cheese…

It was fresh yeast. Not so useful for a backpacker. :slight_smile:

Not in the kitchen, but I was having lunch with a friend of mine, when I mistook my clam chowder for my au jus sauce. He gave me a startled look as I nonchalantly dunked my french dip sandwich into my soup. I then tried to cover up my faux pas by putting crackers in my au jus sauce and eating it with a spoon, having mistaken that for my clam chowder.

[QUOTE=Dogzilla]
I love Grape Juice. So I was delighted when I found white grape juice at the grocery store. Trouble is, it looks exactly like apple juice. So, I’d pour a glass, and my eyes told me it was apple juice, so my mouth was expecting apple flavor, even though my brain knew damn well it was white grape.

It was a shock nevertheless.

I resorted to verbally psyching myself into preparing to taste grape so I could enjoy my juice. I’d pick up the glass, and out loud say, “IT’S GRAPE!” And then drink.

Weird, huh?
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nope. i did the exact same thing - with orange juice and milk. i wanted a glass of milk, but for whatever reason, i poured a glass of OJ instead. trouble was, my brain was geared up for milk. i nearly decorated the kitchen cabinets with a mouthful’s worth of OJ. it was the most bizarre taste sensation i’ve ever experienced. these days i only drink white grape :smiley: .

[QUOTE=Green Bean]
Were they made by the Soylent company?
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Nope. Sergeant.

They is not peeeeeeoooople! They is:

Ground wheat, wheat middlings, chicken meal, chicken fat (preserved with mixed tocopherols, citric acid, rosemary extract), spray dried cheese, calcium propionate (a preservative), vitamins and minerals blend (vitamin E supplement, vitamin A acetate, vitamin D3 supplement, vitamin B12 supplement, riboflavin supplement, biotin, copper sulfate, calcium iodate, selenium supplement, calcium pantothenate, zinc oxide), yellow #5, and red #40.

And to humans, they taste like crap.

[QUOTE=rhythmonly]
au jus sauce
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Aaaaurgh!!! ::aneurism::

[QUOTE=jjimm]
Aaaaurgh!!! ::aneurism::
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Aaaaurgh!!! ::aneurysm::

Oh, yeah, saw “tsp”, my brain converted to tablespoons – vanilla extract can actually ruin a good egg nog, if you put enough in.

[QUOTE=Inner Stickler]
Aaaaurgh!!! ::aneurysm::
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Aaaaurgh!!! ::Gauderism::

I had a friend who, dressing in the dark to embark on an all day out-in-the-hot-Aussie-sun-on-a-boat-with-no-shelter-at-all got her roll on deodorant and roll on sun-screen mixed up.

Needless to say, she got very, very sunburnt.

This was many moons ago, during my early teen years.

During a Christmas season, I walked into the kitchen of my family’s home and saw several gingerbread cookies sitting on a cooling rack. I’ve always loved gingerbread, so I grabbed one and took a bite.

I actually swallowed that first bite before the taste really hit me and I realized that was most definitely NOT gingerbread. I don’t remember just what the taste was like, except that it was vile.

So, I immediately went and found my mother and explained what I had done. My recollection is she said those cookies were going to be Christmas tree ornaments and the recipe she had used for them was meant specifically for that purpose.