I had discovered a lovely recipe in the local newspaper for something called Pork and Butternut Squash Stew. Sounded yummy to me so I went to le grocerie and acquired the appropriate ingredients, brought them home, and lined the little buggers up on the kitchen counter.
I got out my trusty, very sharp Henckels 8″ Chef’s knife and cut a rather large butternut squash in half. Do you realize just how difficult it is to cut into, let alone cut apart, a large butternut squash? It’s hard. You must have le strength. AND a very sharp knife.
The squash was halved, and halved again. I got the little seeds out, got the skin peeled off successfully and commenced to start chopping this thing into 1-inch cubes. After about 10 slices guess what happened? Uh-huh, my ultra-sharp 8″ Henckels Chef’s knife sliced not only through the butternut squash but also through about a third of the top of my thumb.
Being quick-witted, I immediately moved my thumb out of the way of the squash – crap – that stuff had to be cooked, I didn’t wish to bleed all over it! I ran my thumb under cold water which, contrary to popular belief, just seems to make cut digits bleed even more copiously. Ow.
Devoted Spouse comes to kitchen, instructs me to wrap my thumb with a paper towel and apply pressure to it. In the meantime, there is more squash and also about a pound of pork loin to be chopped. Devoted Spouse? Meet very sharp (and cleaned off) 8″ Henckels Chef’s knife. DS took over the food prep under my expert if a bit loud at times tutelage.
He did fine. He followed all my directions. All the ingredients made it into the pot in the right order. The appropriate steps were taken and as I type this, the stew is burbling nicely on the stove and smells heavenly. Thankfully the hacked digit is my left thumb so I can type. And, no it doesn’t need stitches (well, I think it’s okay – I have a bandage on it VERY TIGHTLY to keep it from bleeding out). Blechh. Nasty.
The good news is Friday I won’t have to clean because I am wounded. I can’t be scrubbing with a third of my thumb missing. Nor will I be able to prepare a fancy meal for the next few days. Fortunately there is plenty of pb & j and also something called Swanson’s that comes in various plastic packages and lives in my freezer. Plus we have vodka.
Vodka? Yes – I’ll just make a Cleaverini and sit back and enjoy my pork/squash stew. I may also have to make myself a Slaptini for my kitchen stupidity.
Raising a glass to my friend Sueanne! Yes, dahlink- that was thumb dumb thing I did. Uh-huh.