So, Bo and I had a great dessert at The Strip House while in San Juan - ice cream, pudding, bananas with crystalized sugar. Delicious.
I have a recipe that uses graham crackers, vanilla pudding, and chocolate topping. I got sidetracked from work today and started thinking the recipe would be good with crystallized bananas. Ashley has a creme brulee torch so I ran over to Bed Bath and Beyond after work for some more butane to go in it, made a quick trip to Tom Thumb and sprawled the ingredients across my kitchen counter. I mixed the pudding and tried to carmalized some bananas as a test run before I assembled the dessert. I filled the torch full of gas, flipped the million safety switches all over the gadget and pressed the button. Nothing.
I start fiddling with the trigger trying to figure out how gas is coming out, but no heat. In a split second - whoosh - a huge flame right into my fingers. I rush them under to faucet for about 10 minutes holding back tears. Because I couldn't bring my self to take my fingers out from under the water, I called my mom to figure out my next move. We diagnosed me with somewhere between a 1st and 2nd degree burn. Crap. Do I go to the emergency care center or suck it up?? We decided I should go to the pharmacy at CVS. I hurry to the store, fingers wrapped in ice cold wash cloths to find a very unhelpful pharmacist. So, I made a judgement call and went with some Neosporin, gauze, bandage wrapping, and pain relievers.
I now have 2 paralyzed fingers and it has taken me 25 minutes to type this entry. Sheesh.
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