This past Sunday I decided to make scalloped potatoes. I also decided that the vege holder would not be necessary as I am a seasoned mandolin user. Besides, everyone knows the safety devises are for rookie's and sissy's. So I went to slicing. I needed five russets, these were pretty potatoes. I got thorough the three without and trouble. Then at the end of the fourth I got little greedy and "thwack"! I mistook my thumb for a potato. OUCH!
want a closer look?
not potato.



2 comments:
SICK!
SICK! Was my first thought too.
My Dad did this once with our sandwich meat and we never found the piece of his finger.
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