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	BlackChampagne -- no longer new; improvement also in question.: DIY Brain Damage Tuesday, January 30, 2007 DIY Brain Damage I made a garden burger (supreme) and some fries (deep fried in the wok) tonight, and shortly after eating I noticed that my eyes were itching. I rubbed them like a five year old, but they just got itchier, and were soon watering and burning, to the point that I could not keep them open. I figured I'd gotten something on my hands and went into the bathroom to wash them with soap. I then splashed water all over my face and flushed out my eyes. They felt better, but shortly after I returned to the living room, they started to itch again. Figuring that was a sign, I retreated to the bedroom and laid down for a bit, closing my eyes and pressing my head into the pillow. It helped for a bit, but when I sat up and looked out into the lighted living room they started to itch again. Plus I could smell something, like a faint burning/melting odor. At last realizing I must have left on a burner, or the toaster oven, or something, I scooted into the kitchen to find that the wok was still on; its bellyful of well-flavored canola oil simmering along as a toasty 400 degrees. Blinking through my tears, I pulled the plug, turned on the exhaust fan, and retreated again, cracking open the sliding glass door for some ventilation. My eyes kept hurting and watering though, and I ended up taking a long (hot) shower while ignoring the devilish whirring hum of the bathroom exhaust fan. That at last did the trick, and when I returned to the bright part of the apartment, my eyes were once again servicable, or at least as servicable as they get, ravaged by time and excessive monitor-staring as they are. The question then, is what in the oil, or perhaps the metal and epoxy of the wok itself, was causing the problem? I've left it on for hours before and never had a problem, and my eyes were fine while I was actually cooking in it. It was only half an hour afterwards that they started to hurt and itch, and it took at least fifteen more minutes for the burning aroma to permeate my dwelling. The wok looks/looked fine, there wasn't anything weird floating in the oil, there wasn't any smoke or signs of electrical shorts, etc. Did some unknown insect suicide into the cauldron, sacrificing its tiny existence to spread an unknown pestilence via its incinerated molecules? Is the wok disintegrating and this was just the first taste (so to speak) of its inevitable and carcinogenic demise? Have I been masturbating to excess and am now reaping my just reward/side effect? Worst of all, if the unseen, odorless smoke did that to my eyes, what did it do to my brain? You know I was breathing it in all along, even while hiding in the bedroom, Jinxie reclining upon my right thigh. If they find me wandering the streets later today, drooling and muttering (worse than usual), you'll know what to tell them at the emergency room, right? Labels: cooking, misc Posted by: Flux # 5:55 AM Comments: do you know what the wok is made out of? I hear the nonstick stuff on cheap cookware disintegrates after alot of use. It could have been that. I had a cheap nonstick pot that I was boiling water in, and I forgot to turn the stove off after I had taken my noodles out and the sucker burned real bad with a lovely carcinogenic dusting of formerly non-stick chemicals sitting at the bottom. Sorry haven't commented in a bit. Hope all is well. I eagerly await your book. #: 3:39 PM posted by Jeff It's a cast iron wok, all metal, no non-stick or anything. I've used it since then without a problem; I'm just careful to keep the exhaust fan going before and after cooking, until it cools back down. What's food without a little danger anyway? #: 12:28 PM posted by Flux Post a Comment << Home Archives May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2012

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