Sam sometimes takes over the kitchen on Sunday afternoons Frequently, he is the "Grillmaster" which means he is running back and forth inside to outside. Besides preparing a special Sunday dinner, we often grill, roast, or smoke other meats that sustain us through the busy work week. Then just a vegetable or salad is all that is needed to create, say, a Tuesday dinner.
Anyway, on Sundays, I often become the sous chef. Last Sunday I was reminded of my lowly status when Sam totally surprised me with a stinging whack across my bottom with a large wooden
spoon. "Too bossy," he said in a low voice. I whirled around and looked at him with my mouth hanging open. We had family gathered around the dining room table just a few feet away! As I passed in back of Sam toward the pantry, I was just out of their view. However, I am sure they could hear; Sam told me later he was confident no one would notice just one loud sound. And they didn't.

Later that evening I got comfy on the couch and ended up watching Food Network. Then a revelation struck. Sam could have his own show. Instead of "Chopped," Sam could compete in "Spanked." Each HOH could have a basket with 4 spanking implements. When the host says, "Chefs, open your baskets," all hell breaks loose. Being judged on "creativity" sends chills down my spine and redness below that!
Although usually reserved for our new happy spankings, I will attest to Sam's prowess with a pancake flipper. That show could be named, "Flipper Over Your Knee for Breakfast." OMG! Then there could be "Iron Hand America." Ouch! Think of all the shows
with Bobby Flay. I can just imagine those evolving into, "Flaying with Spoons and Spatulas." Yikes! Finally, I thought back to the Grillmaster and a whole passel of words and phrases came to mind: roasted, grill marks, heat rising, steaming high temperatures, burned, and sizzling hot.

Now it's your turn. I know I've heard of various and sundry kitchen items gone over to the dark side. Cheeseboards and Rice Paddles, and Slotted Turners! Oh, my! Let's hear about a show starring an HOH you know. Name that Show!
Your imagination is running amok. haha
ReplyDeleteLove this! Made me smile and laugh outloud.
ReplyDeleteLOLOL Ella!!! I am going to have to give this some thought! Too funny! Many hugs,
ReplyDelete<3 Katie
Katie, your show would have to be "spatulated" :)
DeleteI love this...am a food network addict. How about...instead of Master Chef..Master Spanker...
ReplyDeletehugs abby
ROFLMBO! Too funny Ella...I also am a food network addict and love Abby's suggestion. ;)
ReplyDeleteHugs and blessings...Cat
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ReplyDeleteMy mind is drawing a blank! I did enjoy rhe post though.
Meredith
Ella this is so funny. Loved you descriptions.
ReplyDeleteLindy x
LoL Ella, I loved this! Have to give this sone thought...hmm...
ReplyDeleteHugs
Roz
LOL! This was hilarious! Not a reality show I'd sign up for!! America would learn about a whole new shade of red after Rob had finished with my backside.
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