Cooking Fails Novels & Stories

I feel great! [Mission Failure! The recipe was not followed exactly. You will be penalized.] I blinked. Well, shit.

… Melody took off her coat, donned an apron, and started prepping the ingredients, swiftly defrosting, chopping, and seasoning in one go. As the pot simmered with bone broth enriched by herbs, Melody encountered trouble while frying ribs. The induction cooker had malfunctioned, causing the flames to flare uncontrollably from beneath the pan. A passing maid, witnessing the flames nearly reaching the exhaust hood, exclaimed in shock, "Oh my god! Miss, are you okay?" Melody quickly intervened as the maid was about to douse the fire with water, warning, "Don't use water!" Understanding that water could exacerbate the situation, Melody promptly unplugged the cooker, her face feeling the intense h

Despite Belle trying her best, she failed to make a decent pancake. She overcooked and burnt the pancake on her first attempt, so she discarded the pancake and tried again. Her second attempt was ruined by overmixing the ingredients. The pancake was tough and chewy. She assumed that it was undercooked, only to overcook it once again. She turned off the stove and retrieved her failed experiments but mistakenly landed the piping hot pancake on herself. Belle was depressed over the fact that she could not even manage to cook a simple pancake.

Peter hugged this woman out of the living room, his face serious: "Mia, don't go in there anymore, I can't teach you to cook anymore." Mia was about to continue, but Peter went inside and said, “I'll let you cook for me later, you can take care of me. I don't want to see you in the kitchen again, forgive your beautiful hands." Mia: “…” The first time learning to cook failed. …

Stella did not dare to show off too much in front of him and humbly informed him that she merely knew a thing or two when it came to cooking. After entering the kitchen, she charred the plump and juicy fish until it turned completely black. When the kitchen was filled with thick smoke, her confidence turned into embarrassment as she tried her best to think of an excuse. "I know how to make nutritious meals, but it's my first time cooking fish. It's only normal that I failed." Eric tried his best not to laugh but agreed with her statement completely. "Well, just make nutritious meals in the future. We'll live to a hundred years and grow old together if we eat healthy food."

I swear I could start crying anytime soon. I heard a loud cough and from the smoke, Brian emerged, coughing violently. "What the heck is going on here?" He raised his voice. His brows furrowed in concern as he scanned the kitchen. "I'm sorry." I said as he sauntered to me. "I cooked, and it came out horrible." "Why would you cook when you don't know how to?" He coughed and pushed the windows open to let the smoke out. “I wanted to be an ideal wife and cook for you, but it’s burnt, salty, and…” I frowned, glancing at the baked potatoes on the countertop. "That's the only edible thing, and I don’t even think it's good."

" he said and sh groaned. okay, during her sick stay here at his house she had tried to cook so she asked Sophie to get her some ingriedents as she ws going to follow youtube cooking, but then the food well... didn't come out good...Okay, itt was worse than how she just put it. The food was simply terrible that none of them could eat it,coupled with the fact that she had almost burnt down the entire house just because she was cooking. Well you couldn't balme

He dared and June kept on shaking her head. “Phoebe, you really have high expectations for me, I don't know how to cook at all, Gabe is right I should have told you to buy food and come along with it.” She muttered and I just shrugged my shoulders and put the spoonful in my mouth, the moment I did, I paused and I could hear their heartbeat racing in anticipation of what I'm supposed to say. “Fuck, this girl is a really terrible cook, so there are people that can't even cook ordinary rice??”

"I didn't get anything for you to eat." "What?! Why?!" I yelled. "So dumb." "You know I can't cook well, grumpy." She rolled her eyes. "You'll only make fun of my cooking." "Stupid, I don't want to eat your food. I'm not ready to die." I said truthfully. Rana was a very bad cook. It's either too salty or not even salty, too sweet or tasteless, burnt or undercooked. "What?!" She snapped. "You should have ordered food since our maids were recently fired by our parents for absolutely no reason."

” She told him everything with a sad expression. Then she turned toward him and said with a pout, making a puppy face,”Please do something. I hate cooking. Wait, it’s all my fault. I forgot to give you a list.” She didn’t complete the sentence, rushed toward her cupboard, Viren panicked and said,”Pia, don’t run.”