Yesterday, at the CHEF’s Warehouse sale, one of the things Jess and a picked up was a Mandoline. I was anxious to try it out this morning when making some potatoes for breakfast. Jess gave it a try first, but it just wasn’t working right. So then I tried. On my very first downward swipe, I cut off the end of my pinky finger. After gushing blood into the sink and onto the floor, I finally got a cloth and applied some pressure. I think the bleeding has mostly stopped now, but it still hurts like hell, not to mention that I kind of miss my finger.
This is officially my first even remotely serious kitchen accident. Let’s hope it’s my last.
The best part was that, afterwards, as I was cleaning up the kitchen, I picked up the mandoline instructions to find the following written in clearly and boldly at the top of the page.
bq. Warning: The cutting blade on this instrument is extremely sharp.
I guess I should have read the instructions first.